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Can't deny the truth
Salam alaikum brothers and
sisters
My path to Islam was not dramatic or difficult, but was a logical
decision based on reasoning. Here, I shall recall the critical
events of my life which influenced my spiritual development.
My mother is Catholic, and she raised us the same. My siblings
and I went to Catholic school, and to Mass every Sunday. Like
most children, I didn't really think much about the meaning, it was
just something my parents made me do. (My stepfather is
non-Catholic, but supported my mother's decision to require us to
attend Mass and Catholic school.) When I was in the fourth
grade, we got a new teacher who specialized in religious study -
Catechism. She was my favorite, a kind, patient, and loving
woman. That was where I first developed an interest in
learning the nature of God. I used to ask this teacher
questions, and she would take me aside from the rest of the class as
they did their lessons, and she and I would have conversations.
I was bothered by the fact that Catholics are never encouraged to
read the Bible, but instead are told by their leaders what to think
and what to believe. This favorite teacher assured me that if
I wanted to study the Bible, it was certainly allowed. Slowly,
(I was only 9 years old - you can't expect perfect self-motivation!)
I began my study.
I was confirmed as an adult in the Catholic church when I was 17
years old. This was a very late age, most people are confirmed
around 14 or 15, but the bishop had retired and it had taken some
time for the diocese to get a new one to teach the required
pre-confirmation sacrament classes. By this time, I honestly
felt that there were some serious flaws in the Catholic teachings, I
doubted the authority of the Pope, though I still held him in high
regard, of course, I didn't think, as Catholics are instructed to
believe, that he was infallible in religious teachings.
I also had begun to have doubts about the trinity, because it didn't
make sense. I went through the Confirmation sacrament, not out
of personal dedication, but to please my mother, and to avoid
punishment and conflict.
I left my parents' home when I was 17 years old, to study
engineering. At university, I was exposed to all different
backgrounds and religions, and would have had the opportunity to
learn so much, but I was distracted by life. I was studying
and working two jobs. I found myself fascinated by different
religious beliefs, but drifting away from Christianity. I
always believed in one supremely powerful and intimately involved
Creator, but for several years I did not follow any particular
guidance.
In late 1995, early 1996, a bout with depression caused by a
medication I was taking led me to question my way of life. I
spent some time in prayer and meditation, and concluded that I was
unable to guide myself alone, and needed to study and follow a
religion, even if, as I thought at the time, there is no perfect
religion. I asked my mother to buy me a Bible. She was
delighted.
I started to read the Old Testament for the first time, and was
actually disappointed and angry to find that the Bible reported
stories of the sins of the Prophets, horrible dishonesty and
lecherous behavior. How could people follow such as these for
thousands of years? Disgusted, I was unable to read any
further, and decided at that time, that I most definitely was not
Christian.
But as time passed, again I realized that I was unable to
spiritually guide myself. I worked with a few good Christians,
and they had a light and peace which appealed to me, and I wanted
that quality. At a friend's house one day, I picked up a Bible
and began to read again, this time the gospel of Matthew. I
started attending a church, with the intention of studying and
increasing my knowledge. I found the people welcoming, and I
was lonely, so that appealed to me, so in 1998, I again declared
myself a Christian, though I still was not content with my
understanding. I thought it would come with time and study.
I met and married a Christian man a few months later, in November
1999. When we met, he had presented himself to me as a
responsible and devout man. It was fake. In October
2003, he left me and our two children, and that departure was the
kindest thing he ever did for us. 6 months later I filed for
divorce, but I was terribly conflicted because the Bible explicitly
condemns divorce. It says something like any man who divorces
his wife and marries another commits adultrey. That was the
only reason I had stayed married so long - I was unwilling to
violate my religion, and instead would endure suffering. But
finally, after he left, I realized that being alone for the rest of
my life would be preferable to the chaos of the past 4 years.
So for the next two years, I was attending college full time, to
finish the degree I had started in 1991. I was also working
full time or more, and was a single parent to two toddlers, one of
whom is disabled. I found support in my Church, and in spite
of all my time constraints, still managed to attend weekly worship
services, mid-week Bible study, and as many of the extra lectures
and guest speakers I could manage. There was a well-known man
who came to speak to the church. He was a missionary who
worked in Africa, and he was the first Christian I had ever met who
spoke with hatred toward Muslims. I was disturbed, but
dismissed his opinion, since he was only a guest speaker.
A few weeks later, during a worship service, seemingly completely
out of context, our own pastor stated that "all Muslims are
Satan worshippers". I was shocked, but more shocked that
nobody besides me reacted to his statement. Everybody went
about the routine, shook his hand at the end of the service, and
hurried over to the fellowship hall to share a meal. I tried
to address him at this time, but it was too crowded. I went
home.
Over the next 6 weeks, I tried on several occasions to contact the
pastor and set up an appointment with him. He was a very
learned man, surely I must have misunderstood what he said, but what
could I possibly have misunderstood? I obtained a digital copy
of the Quran, and began to read, because I wanted to be sure for
myself that what he said had no basis in truth. I also was
interested in knowing the differences between Islam and
Christianity, because as far as I had seen from Muslims I had known
in my life, the differences were very small. I was unable to
make an appointment to talk with that pastor, so I wrote him a
letter:
November 7, 2004
Dr. EDITED NAME
EDITED ADDRESS
Radford, Virginia
Dear Dr. EDITED NAME,
Several weeks ago during a worship service you made the statement
that all Muslims were Satan worshipers. This statement bothers
me deeply, and I feel that I can’t just let it stand, but must
question the source of your information.
First, your statement is false. Muslims, Christians, and Jews
all worship the God of Abraham. There is an interesting
article in the December 2001 issue of National Geographic Magazine
that you might like to read, about Abraham and the monotheistic
faiths he was the father of. I have a digital copy of a
translation of the Quran (the Muslim holy book). If you would
like to read it, I can e-mail it to you, or send you a copy on
floppy disk or CD. I know that you are a very knowledgeable
man; therefore I have a very hard time assuming that your statement
was made in ignorance. On the other hand, I have a hard time
believing that it was made in hatred, and I can’t think of any
other reason to say such things about people who were created by
God.
“Reckless words pierce like a sword, but the tongue of the wise
brings healing” If a person who had been raised a Muslim,
but was considering Christianity, had been in the service that day,
he would have left offended, and turned away from the Church.
Jesus spoke against judging others. That is for God to do, not
us.
Additionally, I feel that your statement serves no purpose within
the Church, and should not come from the mouth of a teacher and
spiritual leader. Statements of this type, whether true or
not, have no purpose except to instill hatred. Even if you
claim that you do not hate Muslims, you must assume that not
everyone in the congregation is as capable of grace as you are, and
will naturally assume that they should hate enemies of God.
James wrote that teachers would be held accountable for all that
they teach. He admonishes teachers to “consider what a great
forest is set on fire by a small spark. The tongue is also a
fire, a world of evil among parts of the body. It corrupts the
whole person, sets the whole course of his life on fire, and is
itself set on fire by hell.” He goes on to remind us that
“With our tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we
curse men, who have been made in God’s likeness. Out of the
same mouth come praise and cursing. My brothers, this should
not be. Can both fresh water and salt water flow from the same
spring?”
If I have, in some way, misunderstood your words, I would appreciate
if you would call me, so we could clear this matter up in my mind.
Meanwhile, I can neither support nor implicitly condone this
teaching by my continued attendance at this church. It makes
me very sad to have to write this letter, and I hope I have
misunderstood your words. If you would like to meet to discuss
this matter at your convenience, I can be reached at home at PHONE
NUMBER, my cell phone at PHONE
NUMBER
, or by e-mail at E-MAIL ADDRESS.
Sincerely,
MY NAME EDITED TOO
I never did receive a
response to my letter, but I continued to study the Quran, as I
found the reading of it very compelling. I was greatly
disturbed to find that I could not disagree with any thing that I
read. It was a very difficult thing, to relinquish
Christianity, which I had been studying and enjoying for some years,
and to embrace a path which is not socially acceptable and may even
be more difficult, but I could not deny the truth, no matter how
hard I tried. On December 31, 2004, I said the shehada in the
local Islamic center.
I found loneliness and peace. May Allah guide me and my sons,
for the glorification of Islam.
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