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In the Name of Allah, most
Compassionate, most Merciful
Becoming Muslim
Jihadah
I grew up in the United States, Philadelphia Pa. I was raised
as a Christian in the Baptist Church. My mother made me go to
church every Sunday and on that day the only music that was
allowed to be played was Gospel. I never liked church very much,
it always seemed to me, to be a place for a fashion show. You
had to wear you very best outfit and sit and check out everybody
elses as they came through the door. I would see people nudging
each other as they seen the people come through the door and
gossiping about them or looking at them with their noses in the
air. I noticed some were very uncomfortable about what they had
on,because they knew they would be discussed after the service.
I never liked that atmosphere.
Then it came time for the service, now was the preacher's
time to show out. He would start slow and easy with the
preaching and it would build up as he went along. Soon he would
grab the Bible and start preaching and jumping up and down,
sweat running everywhere. The people would get happy with him
and start shouting and carrying on. And it never failed, when
the people became excited like that, that they would pass around
the money container,and out of being so fired up they would give
all they had without even thinking about it. I never could
understand why, when the preacher got excited, so did they. It
never hit me like that, and I use to wonder why.
So I use to go home and start reading the Bible. I was sure I
would find my answer in there as to why I wasn't like the rest
of the Holy people. I really thought I wasn't doing something
right. But as read the Bible, I never noticed any of their
people in there ever jumping up and down and getting happy. I
remember reading when Jesus was betrayed by one of his disciples
named Judas and he(Jesus)went behind a mountain to pray. I can
remember thinking, who is God (ASTAGHFIRULLAH) praying to? I
knew something was wrong then. So I asked about this to my
mother and grandmother and they would tell me he is praying to
the Father. Well that threw me into total confusion and I went
on that way until I was a teenager and concluded that church
just wasn't for me. So I never was a religious person.
I use to notice the Muslim sisters walking along or on the
bus, they stood out to me, I wanted to know what they were all
about, but I didn't know how to approach them. I had a friend
and she told me to greet them with assalaamu alaikum. So I said
the next time I see a Muslim sister I would say that. She told
me the Muslims have a book called the Holy Quran and that they
don't eat pork. Neither one of us understood why they covered
like that, but thought it was kind of neat. It made them stand
out, and they always carried themselves so well.
One day I was on the bus going downtown and a Muslim sister
got on the bus, and I greeted her with assalaamualaikum and she
greeted me back,so I asked her where could I get a copy of the
Holy Quran and she told me. The very next day I went and got
one. When I started to read this book, it gave me a good
feeling, I could understand it and I couldn't put it down.
I decided to go into the military and I took the Quran with
me and continued to read it and told my army buddies about what
it said. This continued for three years and I re-enlisted for
two more years and went to Texas. My roomate was a Buddhist and
I use to see her do her thing at a little box and she would
chant and ring bells in front of candles. I told her I was
interested in Islam and about what I was reading. One day she
went out and when she came back she handed me a sheet of paper
and said: Maybe you would be interested in this. It was about
Islam and where they met at on Fridays. I took it and threw it
in my locker.
About a day or two later I decided to go to this place and
see what Islam was all about. I went and listened to the khutbah
and liked very much what I was hearing. He was talking about the
people and their behavior,and how the women dressed, and sex
before marriage. It left a good impression on me and the sisters
were so nice to me. They didn't try to convert me, but they
invited me back. So that next friday I went back again and again
I love the khutbah, what he was saying was a reality, it was
true. The sisters told me they would be having a picnic at the
park that next week and would like for me to join them and I
accepted the invitation.
The next week arrived and off to the park we went. We arrived
in the afternoon and I watched while the brothers covered the
ground with white sheets. I thought to myself, this is where we
will sit and eat. While the sisters and I were sitting on a
bench a brother got up took off his shoes and stood in the
middle of the sheets, put his hands up to his ears and started
singing (at lest that's what i thought) and I said to myself:
What on earth is he doing? I asked the sister close to me what
was he doing and she said this is a call to prayer. Then I
watched them as they made the Sunnah prayer. While one was
standing up another was bending over and yet another had his
face to the ground. I sat and observed. When they all had
finished another brother came and called again to prayer, but
this time everybody got up and made lines like we did in the
army. One man was in front, while all other made were behind him
in rows, just like we did in formation. The women were in the
back farther away. And they started to pray. I had never seen
anything so amazing in my whole entire life, I was so
overwhelmed when I saw that.
I knew right then and there I wanted to be a Muslim. When the
day was over I told them I would come back the next week and I
did, but this time I told the sister I wanted to be a Muslim and
they told their Imam and I took the shahadah. That was the
happiest day of my life. All the sisters hugged me and
congradulated me, I felt like I had been lifted into a new world
and I never felt any difference until this very day. Al-hamdu
lillahi rabbil 'alamin.
May Allah (SWT) guide us all to accept His decree. May Allah
(SWT) make us all strong in following, practicing and accepting
this great deen in its entirety, and may Allah (SWT) give us the
strength, faith and support to fight our desires. Ameen!!!
Jihadah
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