How i became muslim
Bismillah.
Asslamu walaykum
Well i grew up in tradition african christian family ,an tht all i new about religion i was brought up to believe tht Jesus (as) was god in human form and as a child i never thought twice about it i jus believed what i was told.I never knew there was a religion called Islam because i grew up in a small Remote community in Johannesburg were everyone is christian.I moved to England When i was 10 years old and settled in london .As time went on i was still Christian and going to church every Saturday because that what i had been taught and i never realyy took time to study about my religion at that , as i was bored or couldnt really be bothered .Then came September 11,this was the first time i had heard about Islam,an Osama bin laden lol.My first empression was Dammm this people are evil man why would someone blow themselves up like that, an so i had the image in my head of every muslim person being some evil suicide bomber,and everytime i would see especially muslim women fully covered from head to toe i would b thinking “i wonder what she hiding underneath might be a bomb o somethin” so i had this negative view about islam from the start and i thought islam was a cult o something, and this media jus fuelled my negative view by the way they potrayed muslims.And one Saturday at my church the preacher would say “ u knw how evil the world has become ,u knw those people with the long beards an long dresses when get on the bus with them u dont feel safe cause u dnt knw whats going to happen “,so at this point i jus left it like that an my judgement on islam was some evil cult.
By this time i was in college and one of my frends was muslim , we never really talked about religion ,but jus about things typical teenager would talk about ,an he ended up being my best friend.I never saw him as the type of muslim as the ones i saw on the News he seem like me ,jus the difference was our religion.Sometimes when were jus chillin with my freinds ,of which all of them they would talk about islamic stuff ,such as phrases like Mashallah,Insha allah , and this stared trigered my intrest in islam again, even though i still had a negative view i found my self becoming more intrsted in islam.One day one of my muslim freind asked me if i believed in the trinity , i dint know what to say because i dint even know what the trinity was , he then i asked what i believed i told him that i believed Jesus was go and the son of god and the holy ghost ,an he asked me how many gods i believed in and i saaid 1, i said this with a hesitation in my mind because something jus dint seem right there i though to myself how could 1+1+1=1?,at that time i realised all that time i was judgind other religion i dint rilly know about mine ,and my faith in christianity was low ,all this years i had jus been following blindly without knowing the whole truth.i then decided to study more about christanity to increase my faith the more an more i studied i jus hit dead end ,more studying let 2 more confusion an no one had the answers .I had reached a stage in my life where i wanted to change my lifestyle an i was in crisis because my religion wasn’t helping me it was making matters worse.One day i jus prayed and said “god u have kept me alive all this time and i ,ave reached an dead end i don’t what to i want to change my lifestyle ,please guide to the straight plath an dont abandon me “.the following day i was browsing through my Tv channels and i come across an islamic channel an there was a guy called Ahmed Deddat ,who was talking about christianty an islam,and the way he was talking , he answered all the questions that were in my mind ,i never knew that muslims believed in all the prophets that christians beleived in i always thought they had their own ,an from that day i started studyin deep into islam, i took book from the library and i would always watch tht channel which showed Ahmed deedat , because he talked sense and put all the questions i had to rest .I woke one day i knew that islam was the right way , there was this feeling in my heart i can’t rilly explain it but i knew this was the right way i knew that God had answered my prayer an guided me the right way ,and i knew i had to take my shahadah .I dint know how to tell friend on o even worse my Mom because i knew she would kill me (not literaly )lol.I decided to learn the Shahadah myself so i wrote it on my phone an i would always read it and try to memorise .I then decided to tell my freind and and he was very happy for me and i took my Shahadah with him and from that moment i felt brand knew , i feel like a mountain had been lifted from my shoulder,i felt like i was reborn and i felt this peace in my heart ,and i wished i had been muslim all my life but Alhamdullilah , i was muslim on the 31/03/2007.
But that not were tha story end lol ,as day went by i began to learn the basics of islam and trying to strengthen my deen to stay on the right path,and this time my Mom still din’t know i was muslim and i was to afraid to tell her fearing what she might do.so months went by an still they dint know,then finally after 5months my mom found out ,and from that day we she would not look me in the eye an i felt like a stranger at home even my relatives would not talk to me ,because they elt i had brought shame to the family and that i would become a terrorist .So one day my mom would come to me and say “either u become christian again or move out of the house because only christians could stay in the house”, an for there was only one option ,i could go back to christianity after i had found the truth ,after i had found the path to paradise ,so i moved out and ironically this i during the first week of ramadan,an so i moved out at stayed at my friends house .I knew that no matter had happened i had to respect my mom an so i would go home regulary to talk to her at no avail, this llasted until the end of Ramdan,when one day she called me come home and we talked an cleared the air an i moved back home .I felt this was on of the biggested test i had faced as a muslim because i could ave gone back to christianity , but i knew i had found the truth ,i had would rather lose my family than foresake my religion .And thing are still patchy with my Fam but it all gud lol
So anyone readin this please make Dua for my family that Allah open their hearts to islam and guide them to the straight path ,because i dont want my family to be one of the losers on judgement day .
Salam walaykum wa rahmatulahi wa barakatuh
Bismillah.
Asslamu walaykum
Well i grew up in tradition african christian family ,an tht all i new about religion i was brought up to believe tht Jesus (as) was god in human form and as a child i never thought twice about it i jus believed what i was told.I never knew there was a religion called Islam because i grew up in a small Remote community in Johannesburg were everyone is christian.I moved to England When i was 10 years old and settled in london .As time went on i was still Christian and going to church every Saturday because that what i had been taught and i never realyy took time to study about my religion at that , as i was bored or couldnt really be bothered .Then came September 11,this was the first time i had heard about Islam,an Osama bin laden lol.My first empression was Dammm this people are evil man why would someone blow themselves up like that, an so i had the image in my head of every muslim person being some evil suicide bomber,and everytime i would see especially muslim women fully covered from head to toe i would b thinking “i wonder what she hiding underneath might be a bomb o somethin” so i had this negative view about islam from the start and i thought islam was a cult o something, and this media jus fuelled my negative view by the way they potrayed muslims.And one Saturday at my church the preacher would say “ u knw how evil the world has become ,u knw those people with the long beards an long dresses when get on the bus with them u dont feel safe cause u dnt knw whats going to happen “,so at this point i jus left it like that an my judgement on islam was some evil cult.
By this time i was in college and one of my frends was muslim , we never really talked about religion ,but jus about things typical teenager would talk about ,an he ended up being my best friend.I never saw him as the type of muslim as the ones i saw on the News he seem like me ,jus the difference was our religion.Sometimes when were jus chillin with my freinds ,of which all of them they would talk about islamic stuff ,such as phrases like Mashallah,Insha allah , and this stared trigered my intrest in islam again, even though i still had a negative view i found my self becoming more intrsted in islam.One day one of my muslim freind asked me if i believed in the trinity , i dint know what to say because i dint even know what the trinity was , he then i asked what i believed i told him that i believed Jesus was go and the son of god and the holy ghost ,an he asked me how many gods i believed in and i saaid 1, i said this with a hesitation in my mind because something jus dint seem right there i though to myself how could 1+1+1=1?,at that time i realised all that time i was judgind other religion i dint rilly know about mine ,and my faith in christianity was low ,all this years i had jus been following blindly without knowing the whole truth.i then decided to study more about christanity to increase my faith the more an more i studied i jus hit dead end ,more studying let 2 more confusion an no one had the answers .I had reached a stage in my life where i wanted to change my lifestyle an i was in crisis because my religion wasn’t helping me it was making matters worse.One day i jus prayed and said “god u have kept me alive all this time and i ,ave reached an dead end i don’t what to i want to change my lifestyle ,please guide to the straight plath an dont abandon me “.the following day i was browsing through my Tv channels and i come across an islamic channel an there was a guy called Ahmed Deddat ,who was talking about christianty an islam,and the way he was talking , he answered all the questions that were in my mind ,i never knew that muslims believed in all the prophets that christians beleived in i always thought they had their own ,an from that day i started studyin deep into islam, i took book from the library and i would always watch tht channel which showed Ahmed deedat , because he talked sense and put all the questions i had to rest .I woke one day i knew that islam was the right way , there was this feeling in my heart i can’t rilly explain it but i knew this was the right way i knew that God had answered my prayer an guided me the right way ,and i knew i had to take my shahadah .I dint know how to tell friend on o even worse my Mom because i knew she would kill me (not literaly )lol.I decided to learn the Shahadah myself so i wrote it on my phone an i would always read it and try to memorise .I then decided to tell my freind and and he was very happy for me and i took my Shahadah with him and from that moment i felt brand knew , i feel like a mountain had been lifted from my shoulder,i felt like i was reborn and i felt this peace in my heart ,and i wished i had been muslim all my life but Alhamdullilah , i was muslim on the 31/03/2007.
But that not were tha story end lol ,as day went by i began to learn the basics of islam and trying to strengthen my deen to stay on the right path,and this time my Mom still din’t know i was muslim and i was to afraid to tell her fearing what she might do.so months went by an still they dint know,then finally after 5months my mom found out ,and from that day we she would not look me in the eye an i felt like a stranger at home even my relatives would not talk to me ,because they elt i had brought shame to the family and that i would become a terrorist .So one day my mom would come to me and say “either u become christian again or move out of the house because only christians could stay in the house”, an for there was only one option ,i could go back to christianity after i had found the truth ,after i had found the path to paradise ,so i moved out and ironically this i during the first week of ramadan,an so i moved out at stayed at my friends house .I knew that no matter had happened i had to respect my mom an so i would go home regulary to talk to her at no avail, this llasted until the end of Ramdan,when one day she called me come home and we talked an cleared the air an i moved back home .I felt this was on of the biggested test i had faced as a muslim because i could ave gone back to christianity , but i knew i had found the truth ,i had would rather lose my family than foresake my religion .And thing are still patchy with my Fam but it all gud lol
So anyone readin this please make Dua for my family that Allah open their hearts to islam and guide them to the straight path ,because i dont want my family to be one of the losers on judgement day .
Salam walaykum wa rahmatulahi wa barakatuh
