*Bismillah ir Rahman ir Rahim*
As salaamu Alaikum
My Story, well brother it is a long one, But I will try to keep it to a
reasonable length,
inshaa'Allah :o). My Mother converted to Islam from Christianity 8 years ago
during Shawwal when I was 7
years old and left me to decide for myself. Most of our family on both sides is
Christian. My Mother was
the first to convert(revert) in my family to Islam and this caused a huge uproar
and opportunity for
shaytan to play dirty. They would harass her and threaten to take me away from
her and the whole nine
yeards.
Last year came and I decided to get in to my faith which was at the
time Christianity. I did try, but
whenever I'd read the bible(My mother even went and baught me a new bible that I
could understand better)
I couldn't concentrate and I felt that I was reading unecessary stuff. I tried
to "bring Jesus into my
heart"(AstughferAllah,and pbuh) but I knew that just wasn't happening. I
had been going to church off and
on, and that truly turned me off. My Father is Holiness... (All the dancing
around and fainting, and
talking in tongues). Finally I got frustrated from just feeling like I was
"floating" out there with no
direction.I always believed in God but that trinity stuff never moved me (alhamdulillah).
I went into
prayer mode. I would sit on a prayer rug my Mama had baught me and just pray and
cry for guidence. I had
been fasting with my Mama during Ramadan and sometimes praying with her(Fajr).
One day I dediced to pick up one of the many books she has on Islam and start
reading. I couldn't believe it. I started to cry,
Islam was what my heart had been searching for. Many of the things I read about
I had already been doing or
believed in.I knew I wanted to convert right away, and I shared this with my
Mama and she took me to a
masjid. I converted last year on April 11 at the age of 14. I cried with
happiness and was greeted and
hugged by muslims on my way out of the office.
Of course shaytan tried despretly to turn me back around to
darkness and everything exploded.
Mashaa'Allah , if He hadn't of given me Muslim Aunties and Uncles and Brothers
and Sisters to support me, I
feel I would have lost the battle. Allah(swt) is truly Akbar. My family has ever
since then totally rejected
us, harassed us, and talked trash about us and spreaded lies. It hurts badly
because we had always
been a very close family. But when I converted to Islam they became crazy. They
harrassed me and my
mother in "the name of Jesus" (AstughferAllah, pbuh).I would doubt
Islam and my decison to convert
constantly, but would always in the end hold strong and continue to learn.
Fellow muslims would help me to
understand concepts in Islam and encourage me.
Alhamdulillah for all experiences, this has made me a very strong person and
made me see the reality of
christianity and christians. To see the difference between them and Muslims.
Mashaa'Allah I couldn't
believe how generous and kind Muslims were to me, I would cry because of the
good hearts I would find in
them, I am so happy I converted. I wouldn't give up Islam for anything in the
world. My faith has soared
and I have gained so much hikmah (By the grace of Allah). My whole life has
changed.
I am now 15 and wearing hijab and niqaab, subahaanallah. It is now the
summer, but inshaa'Allah
, He will bless me with the courage to wear niqaab(I have been wearing Hijab
since last summer) to school.
Only Allah should be feared not people.At the time I am in the process of
memorizing Qur'an and du'aas
Alhamdulillah.
Well this is my story, Shukran for taking the time to
read it. I hope it was not too long and boring :o)
Baraka Allah Fika wa jazak Allah Kheir.
*La illaha illa Allah*
*Muhammadin
Rasoulu Allah*
Nur Habiba bint Geeston