akkhanam_05
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Bis millaahir Rahmaanir-Raheem. Al Hamdu-Lil-laahi Rabbil-Alameen.
3salam3lakum & Ramadan Mubarak;
I was asked to explain how I became a Christian and then my transition in to Islam. First, I want to tell you a little about how as a child I believe I was already a Muslim.
My mother sent me to Catholic school, although we weren’t Catholic. She was raised a Southern Baptist, but she didn’t practice. She felt that I would get a better education in a private school.
My mother would tell me about God when I would ask. She let me know that He was the one that created us and the world we live in, and that he was always watching over us. That was pretty much the extent of our religious conversations.
I remember when I was about 7 years old and I asked my mom what Allah(swt) was. I don’t remember were I heard it from. She told me it was another name for God. So, I started to replace Allah (swt) in all the places it would say God in the Bible and other religious readings. Needless to say, the nuns didn’t care for that much when it was my turn to read in class. Plus, I was always questioning and arguing about some of the other issues I was confused about, such as, why we prayed to Mary, Jesus (pbuh), and the saints. Also, how could Jesus (pbuh) be god if he was God’s son? After a parent/teacher conference, my mother asked me to just stick to what the books say. I told her that I liked to say Allah (swt) because there was too many gods and I wanted God and everyone else to know which one I was talking about. She found it quite humorous. Anyway, I eventually started going to a public school.
While in public school, I started to realize how many different religions and different parts of each religion there was. I started to go to different churches with different people. I was always searching. I knew that Allah (swt) was around me and existed because of the world around me. I was fascinated by the way everything was connected (that had to be God).
When I was 14 my mother died and I moved in with my grandparents. They started making me go to church every time the door was open. At 17, I moved out and had my first baby. After I started having children, I became very involved in the church. I was a Sunday school teacher for 4 years. I would even take my children with me sometimes to go door-to-door to “save” people and they were even taught to preach the “Roman Road” to people. That is a method of telling people how to gain salvation through the blood of Jesus.
I ended up leaving my husband after years of dealing with his abuse and drug addiction. It was hard to raise 5 kids by myself with no family to support me. 2 years later, they went to live with my father-in-law. My life seemed to spiral downward from there. I started drinking heavily and “partying” almost every night.
In 2005, after hurricane Katrina, I moved to AZ. I had started doing a little research regarding Islam after 9/11. I saw a lot of stuff about Muslims on T.V. and wanted to know more for myself. I didn’t get serious about it till I moved to AZ and met some Muslims there. Mind you I was still “partying” and had no intention of becoming Muslim. One day I woke up and realized I couldn’t remember anything that had happened the night before (I mean NOTHING). I was scared and ashamed. I just wanted to get my normal life back and be with my kids. So, I got down on my knees and started to pray. I was crying uncontrollably and fell on my face and asked God to save me from this life and guide me. After that, I picked myself up, took a shower, and started to read my Bible. The phone rang a little while latter, and it was one of my Muslim friends telling me about these classes I could go to, to answer a lot of the questions I had been asking. That afternoon I went to the mosque for the class and received my first Quran. It was like a fog was lifted. The light came on inside my head and I was sooo excited. I said, “This is it! This is what I’ve been looking for!” March 26, 2006 I took my Shahadah, Alhumdullilah! Everyday, the more I learn, I am reaffirmed in my decision. My life is cleaner and clearer now. SubhanAllah.
That is pretty much it. Thank you for listening and, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask.
May Allah (swt) fill you with knowledge and give you peace.
AllahHudafiz,
Khadijah
3salam3lakum & Ramadan Mubarak;
I was asked to explain how I became a Christian and then my transition in to Islam. First, I want to tell you a little about how as a child I believe I was already a Muslim.
My mother sent me to Catholic school, although we weren’t Catholic. She was raised a Southern Baptist, but she didn’t practice. She felt that I would get a better education in a private school.
My mother would tell me about God when I would ask. She let me know that He was the one that created us and the world we live in, and that he was always watching over us. That was pretty much the extent of our religious conversations.
I remember when I was about 7 years old and I asked my mom what Allah(swt) was. I don’t remember were I heard it from. She told me it was another name for God. So, I started to replace Allah (swt) in all the places it would say God in the Bible and other religious readings. Needless to say, the nuns didn’t care for that much when it was my turn to read in class. Plus, I was always questioning and arguing about some of the other issues I was confused about, such as, why we prayed to Mary, Jesus (pbuh), and the saints. Also, how could Jesus (pbuh) be god if he was God’s son? After a parent/teacher conference, my mother asked me to just stick to what the books say. I told her that I liked to say Allah (swt) because there was too many gods and I wanted God and everyone else to know which one I was talking about. She found it quite humorous. Anyway, I eventually started going to a public school.
While in public school, I started to realize how many different religions and different parts of each religion there was. I started to go to different churches with different people. I was always searching. I knew that Allah (swt) was around me and existed because of the world around me. I was fascinated by the way everything was connected (that had to be God).
When I was 14 my mother died and I moved in with my grandparents. They started making me go to church every time the door was open. At 17, I moved out and had my first baby. After I started having children, I became very involved in the church. I was a Sunday school teacher for 4 years. I would even take my children with me sometimes to go door-to-door to “save” people and they were even taught to preach the “Roman Road” to people. That is a method of telling people how to gain salvation through the blood of Jesus.
I ended up leaving my husband after years of dealing with his abuse and drug addiction. It was hard to raise 5 kids by myself with no family to support me. 2 years later, they went to live with my father-in-law. My life seemed to spiral downward from there. I started drinking heavily and “partying” almost every night.
In 2005, after hurricane Katrina, I moved to AZ. I had started doing a little research regarding Islam after 9/11. I saw a lot of stuff about Muslims on T.V. and wanted to know more for myself. I didn’t get serious about it till I moved to AZ and met some Muslims there. Mind you I was still “partying” and had no intention of becoming Muslim. One day I woke up and realized I couldn’t remember anything that had happened the night before (I mean NOTHING). I was scared and ashamed. I just wanted to get my normal life back and be with my kids. So, I got down on my knees and started to pray. I was crying uncontrollably and fell on my face and asked God to save me from this life and guide me. After that, I picked myself up, took a shower, and started to read my Bible. The phone rang a little while latter, and it was one of my Muslim friends telling me about these classes I could go to, to answer a lot of the questions I had been asking. That afternoon I went to the mosque for the class and received my first Quran. It was like a fog was lifted. The light came on inside my head and I was sooo excited. I said, “This is it! This is what I’ve been looking for!” March 26, 2006 I took my Shahadah, Alhumdullilah! Everyday, the more I learn, I am reaffirmed in my decision. My life is cleaner and clearer now. SubhanAllah.
That is pretty much it. Thank you for listening and, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask.
May Allah (swt) fill you with knowledge and give you peace.
AllahHudafiz,
Khadijah