Why did these people conduct their lives with such kindness? What made them behave so respectfully and so unlike anything that I had negatively heard on the American news and media channels? WHY?
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I don't think about my past but hope for a better future. Deep inside my heart, I've always believed that there's always something more important that I found at last. I started to believe in One and Only God...
I do know that I will always be an American. My early years had a huge impact on my life, and America will always be my country. I did try, for the first twenty years, to blend in with the immigrant culture, but I realized that I was denying who I really was. I can't turn my back on my first twenty-three years.
You are here to perform a great job -- the greatest and noblest job there is. You are here to know the One Who gave you everything -- everything you have, have had, and ever will have. And then you are to tell others about this One. If you do this correctly, you are successful...
I wrote a letter to my non-Muslim family telling them about my reversion and how it would and wouldn’t change our family relationships.
While studying the marvelous complexity of cell biology that year, several of my classmates and I reaffirmed our belief in the Creator and that creation was not an accident as some scientists speculated.
One day when I went with my father to a second hand market, I looked for some books and found an old translation of the Quran in the Swedish language. I decided to buy it for historical purposes, and to gain a greater understanding of my friends’ religion.
When my family knew that I am Muslim, I had many problems, especially with my mom, because she thought that I will be a human bomb, a killer or a terrorist. My sweet mom doesn't understand the truth, because she closes her heart when I try to tell her the truth about Islam.
Our life is for Allah, The One who I searched for all that time. Because of that, the best books for me are the ones about tawheed, about our Creator. Because of that I found peace and firmness in my heart.
I have suffered from grief and sadness at the spiritual separation from my family and friends, and I felt social isolation especially around special times like Ramadan.
Despite the passion I had for the Jewish religion, I saw the huge hole it had in it. I felt there was something missing. There was no Jesus. I completely tried to forget about him. As much as I tried, I just couldn’t...