Your conversion to Islam
#1
Posted 22 December 2002 - 01:25 AM
Being born a Shia, I always took my religion for granted. For a long time I was just a Shia because I was born shia. I lived most of my life in the Middle east. I never realised Islam's beauty & perfection because I never compared it with other religions.
So when I hear about converts to Islam (Shia or Sunni) it does impress me a lot. It makes me curious to know what led a person to become a Muslim. It's a huge sacrifice & takes a lot of courage to abandon ones faith and become a Muslim.
There are many converts here in this forum. It would be great if you could put up your story here, on how you converted to Islam. Your story would certainly enlighten all of us, especially those who were born in Muslim families.
Sallams & Duas,
Bahlool
#6
Posted 10 February 2003 - 12:58 PM
I am 55 and was born into and raised in a small town conservative Christian environment. Like any child I accepted what was considered the normal beliefs of the adults. In my mid-teens I started to have questions. There were just too many people that I thought of as Sunday morning Christians. They seemed to think that as long as they went to church for an hour or so, whatever they did during the week would be forgiven. I saw many Christians but not much Christianity. The other big problem that I had was the idea that Jesus was one of the three parts of God. It did not make sense to me. The teachings of Jesus as a man inspired by God seemed to be a good way to live; but, I could not understand ignoring the teachings and worshiping the man. Needless to say I was confused.
As with others my age I was constantly exposed to war stories from relatives and movies about World War 2 and Korea. This had the effect on me and others that the US can do no wrong and the world must be protected from evil. Evil being described as whatever the government did not like. More about this in a bit.
When I went off to college I suffered culture shock. I went from a small town of 4000 people to a University with an enrollment of 15,000 in a city with almost a million people. I was totally unprepared for that. At the end of my freshman year I left school, joined the military and volunteered for duty in VietNam. I was still under the influence of the stories and movies.
After the duty tour in VietNam was over I started to have a few questions about why we were there, but not enough questions. I volunteered for a second tour. It was during this time that an old friend of mine who had turned hippie, sent me a book about the history of VietNam. Then I understood, they were fighting for their freedom and the right to self-determination. From that time, I did what I had to do to stay alive, but, I killed no more.
So began my search for the truth. I have read about, studied, discussed, and contemplated the religions and cultures all over the world since that time. It was only about a year ago that I realized that Islam was the only path that I had returned to for a more in-depth look several times. Something kept drawing me back. Over the last year I have read much about Islam and the Muslim people. I had many questions and developed a general feeling that Shia might be the way.
I do not have the words to fully describe the feeling that came over me last Friday. There was a sudden warmth and relaxation. I felt that in my heart and being that I had been forgiven for my actions in VietNam...there was joy in my heart...my search was over...I opened the door to Islam.
I know now what to do with whatever years left that have been preordained for me.
bill
#8
Posted 07 April 2003 - 05:23 PM
bill-looking, on Feb 10 2003, 12:58 PM, said:
I am 55 and was born into and raised in a small town conservative Christian environment. Like any child I accepted what was considered the normal beliefs of the adults. In my mid-teens I started to have questions. There were just too many people that I thought of as Sunday morning Christians. They seemed to think that as long as they went to church for an hour or so, whatever they did during the week would be forgiven. I saw many Christians but not much Christianity. The other big problem that I had was the idea that Jesus was one of the three parts of God. It did not make sense to me. The teachings of Jesus as a man inspired by God seemed to be a good way to live; but, I could not understand ignoring the teachings and worshiping the man. Needless to say I was confused.
As with others my age I was constantly exposed to war stories from relatives and movies about World War 2 and Korea. This had the effect on me and others that the US can do no wrong and the world must be protected from evil. Evil being described as whatever the government did not like. More about this in a bit.
When I went off to college I suffered culture shock. I went from a small town of 4000 people to a University with an enrollment of 15,000 in a city with almost a million people. I was totally unprepared for that. At the end of my freshman year I left school, joined the military and volunteered for duty in VietNam. I was still under the influence of the stories and movies.
After the duty tour in VietNam was over I started to have a few questions about why we were there, but not enough questions. I volunteered for a second tour. It was during this time that an old friend of mine who had turned hippie, sent me a book about the history of VietNam. Then I understood, they were fighting for their freedom and the right to self-determination. From that time, I did what I had to do to stay alive, but, I killed no more.
So began my search for the truth. I have read about, studied, discussed, and contemplated the religions and cultures all over the world since that time. It was only about a year ago that I realized that Islam was the only path that I had returned to for a more in-depth look several times. Something kept drawing me back. Over the last year I have read much about Islam and the Muslim people. I had many questions and developed a general feeling that Shia might be the way.
I do not have the words to fully describe the feeling that came over me last Friday. There was a sudden warmth and relaxation. I felt that in my heart and being that I had been forgiven for my actions in VietNam...there was joy in my heart...my search was over...I opened the door to Islam.
I know now what to do with whatever years left that have been preordained for me.
bill
#9
Posted 07 May 2003 - 10:08 AM
See my story @ http://spaces.msn.co...rs/ansaralmahdi
Edited by Ali al-Mahdi, 15 November 2005 - 08:02 PM.

#11
Posted 12 May 2003 - 02:07 AM
SubhanAllah, what beautiful stories everyone has
Edited by FreedomFighter, 12 May 2003 - 02:08 AM.
#12
Posted 28 May 2003 - 04:32 PM
In the Name of Allah Most Gracious Most Merciful.
Oh Allah I ask you to send peace and blessings to Mohammed and the progeny of Mohammed.
I was around muslims since I was a teenager, yet I wasnt informed about Islam because all I seen was "muslims" I had ignorance in my heart as I generalized about all the muslims I wasnt at that point in time willing to see the truth I guess one could say I was "deaf dumb and blind"I refused to see the truth and For many years as I played follow the leader with my friends I teased the muslim wiomen calling them opressed and basically not in controll of their own mind when in fact it was nme that wasnt thinking with my own mind I was following my friends . Though I said all these things I felt compelled towards these modest women of which I secretly admired in my heart I would never admit these things out of fear that my friends would reject me. I was not a very good christian for most of my youthbut then as I was getting older I realized that I needed spirituality so I started attending church and became "born again" I was quite passoniate about my church ,my new family at the church and my new personal relationship with God as I loved God with a passion I couldnt explain .I went every wensday and sunday to church and we had many activities between those times I was on a roll yet I hadnt studied much into christianity I just went on what the preacher said.I started dating a muslim and I started to try to convince him of christianity and was pleading with him to accept Jesus (Little that I knew he already accepted Jesus As I soon fount out .)I started to have religious conversations with my boyfriends brother about the faiths which braught about doubts about my faith in christianity. I tryed to supress these doubts by convincing myself that it was the devil leading me to such doubts, but the thaught was there so I had to see for myself .So as any confused individual would do I went in search of truth (actually hoping to prove Islam wrong)it would have been alot easier than admitting I was wrong.First of all I spoke with my pastor and he told me that muslims deny Jesus as a messenger and as the son of God .He warned me that muslims would claim to love jesus so we (christians) would open our heart and accept muslims So they could in effect get the souls of the christians (almost like a competition between muslims and christians) I later found out that the competition was purely from the christians side. my pastor then told me that he himself had doubts before but he overcame those doubts thru love of Jesus Christ .which led me to the quettion that I think made him upset with me I said If he had doubts why did he not go seek the truth instead of having just blind faith,I also made the comment that if he was so sure in faith He would not be afraid of seeking further into it for if he seeked truth he would have been set free"the truth will set you free" If he was so confident then why not as a reconfirmation of faith confirm the truth yet he denied that simply saying thru the love of Jesus we will be saved and doubting the love of Jesus was a grave sin.Well My next step towards truth was going to the Mosque .I remember entering the mosque for the first time I wasnt wearing Hijjab(veil) and the lady came over to me and handed me a hijjab So I put it on out of respect . The first thing I noticed was a wall hanging that said "In the name of Allah most gracious most mercifull" I was taken back by that phrase as I stood there in a transe I thaught aboiut those words that had so much meaning to them My first thaught was "most gracious what would God be gracious to mere sinners like us since we were boorn sinners why wiould we have such an honor" I then I concentrated with the words Most mercifull wow a God that is automatically mercifull forgives our sins because he is mercifull "I was astonished at these words I mean this whole time I was searching for a personal relationship with Allah All mighty thru Christianity when in fact the relationship I could only dream of forming was thru Islam. See in christianity I realized that your relationship with God is thru Jesus and well I am sorry but I believe that if we need an interseccor then the relationship is no longer "personal" ie becoming as personal as the relationship you have with your insurance company thru the mail carrier . As I was standing there a lady approached me and asked if I needed help I repliied Can I purchase a Quran she replied no need to If you do me a favor I will give you a Quran I said of course So she then took Me in the bathroom (I was a bit hesistant) but I went anyway She went to the sink and washed her hands, face, arms head and feet each three times and she showed me how to do this and she explained it was purification For reading the Quran and praying. I thanked her As she handed me a Quran and a couple books One book teaching Salat and the other about Fatimah Al Zahara "Fatimah the gracious"we bid farewell as I went on my way .I read the Quran for all of that week As I was very intrigued with the stories in it and well to be honost before I was even through with Surah Albaqarah (the second book in the Quran) I was convinced of the truth in it .The following Friday I went back to the same mosque and said My Shahaddah.....LA ILLAHA ILLALLA MOHAMMEDUN RASOOLILAH Allah HU AKBAR Allah HU AKBAR Allah HU AKBAR
Alhamdillah!!!!!!!!!!
Asalaamu Alaikom.
This story is about my journey. It is a continuation of How I became Muslim.
In February of 2001 I purchased a computer and immediately learned How to chat. I went to yahoo rooms mainly and conversated with many brothers and sisters. I remember giving this sister a site about some miracles of Islam and she quickly got harsh with me. She said That is a SHIA SITE and SHIAS ARE KAFFERS. Well this astonished me because in fact I was shia yet I did not know much about what Shia's believed. In fact I didn't know much about Sunni's either. My husband is sunni but we never discussed religious matters so I decided to come on the net to learn more about what sunni's believed.
As I sat in chat rooms I defended my belief as a shia yet my knowledge was very limited so I couldn't argue with people. I still remember being ashamed of myself when salafi's would win arguments due to my lack of knowledge. As I grew to know many of the Muslims I befriended many of them (salafi's mostly) and they started teaching me about what They considered True Islam to be. Many of them grew very tolerant to my questions knowing I hadn't equipped myself with enough knowledge of the Shia path.
As I learned more and more It seemed that Shias were wrong but I never verbalized it until one day I went to a store with a friend and the owner of the store was Iraqi who was shia and became salafi. As I sat in his store I read many books pertaining to the salafeh saleh and it seemed rather logical still I didn't believe. So one day the owner asked me to stay at the store while he ran some errands and I said yes. As I was sitting in the store a brother came in who also was shia and became salafi and we started to talk. He told me that Imam Khomeni
As I started to become salafi I surrounded myself around more and more salafi sisters. I seen how they were and admired them for their strength and Eman. I was almost envious because they were so knowledgeable. I much like many new reverts expected that extremism had to be right. I thought because they were so extreme that they had to be right so I retook my shahaddah in front of some sisters in Ohio and proclaimed to the world that I was salafi. As time passed I started ridiculing shias ever so much to the point of calling them kaffers and saying I couldn't eat their meat. I had shia friends still but I always thought they were wrong so I stopped associating with them
. One day as I nestled down on my comfy chair I read Sahih Bukhari as I did every night to increase my knowledge and I came across the hadith that talked about the tragedy of Thursday. Just then I remembered reading the same hadith in a book called Then I was Guided and remembered where I hid it so I got up to get it to read it more. I do admit though that I was looking to read it so I could have a better argument against the shias. I sat down on my bed with My Quran on my lap, Then I was guided in my hands, and Bukhari sitting on the bed next to me so I could reference it. As I read this book I started doubting more and more what My beliefs were. I fount the references in Bukhari and the Quran and wished I had Sahih Muslim to reference from that also but I was satisfied with Bukhari. As I read further and further into the book I threw it a few times in complete frustration.. I always went and picked it up so I could read it again. I didn't know what to do after reading that book and I just fell on my face weeping and crying to Allah for guidance.
I was so depressed because I didn't know how to please Allah. I asked Allah to send me a sign or to do something that would show me which path I should take and He did. It was rather weird also because It came Via the internet. After I was finished praying I went to the internet to perhaps get some answers to some of Tijani's questions. My msn messenger popped up that I had a message so I went to read it. It was a sister looking for someone to accompany her to Washington Dc for the Rally for Palestine. Well of course I was truly happy because I called all the Masjids previously that day to find a seat on a bus so I could go but to no avail. I wrote the sister back saying I was willing to go and I would even help out with the finances for the trip. I eagerly awaited her reply. She wrote me back a couple hours later and said that she was about to go to sleep and just give up when she just had the feeling to check her email. She was surprised to see that I wrote her and She was quite happy to have me. So We connected on AOL messenger to talk more about it. She picked me up the next morning and we were off to Washington.
As we were in the car I told her about being salafi and how I was having doubts and just as she started telling me about the Ahul Bayt I remembered that I asked Allah to guide me and show me a sign. I kept this inside as I listened to her speak about the Ahul Bayt and the way of the Shia. I tried to tell her some of the things that I heard but she quickly refuted them. As we were traveling we got tired and decided to spend the night at a Hotel. I was so tired so this came as a blessing to me. I also needed to pray because it passed the time. As I stood in prayer with my arms crossed I was so nervous. What if she thought I was wrong What if she interrupted me during my prayer to correct me as many salafi's ladies have done. I couldn't even concentrate but I finished my prayer without a peep from her. After I was finished praying I felt the need to explain or rather excuse my methods of praying and she informed me that it was ok.
As we talked throughout the night she told me that she has PhD's in religion and she has studied religion allot. I was impressed and kept asking her questions. We didn't get much sleep that night because I had so many questions and she had the answers to them. I felt so fulfilled after I woke up that I rushed to pray before she woke up. As I stood in prayer I prayed like a shia and felt so much Taqwa and Utter light upon my heart. The same light I felt when I became a Muslim in the first place.
On the way to Washington we visited some of her Husbands friends in VA and they were so kind. I also asked them many questions trying to take advantage of every moment of my journey. We attended the Rally and it was a success and I was just so happy to have gone. On the way back I told her that I know that Allah has guided me back to the path of Shia Islam and I wanted to take my Shahaddah. So on the freeway I Stated ASHADU ANLA ILLAHA ILLALLA WA ASHADU ANA MOHAMMEDUN RASOOLILAH WA ASHADU ANLA ALIUN WALI Allah.. She started crying and I did also. When I returned and told my husband and friends of my discovery they all thought I was a joke. They said next I will be Buddhist.. But who's laughing Now. I am and forever will be SHIA insh Allah. Alhamdoolilah.
Having your eyes covered by duct tape is never someone's choice,
through arrogance the Shaitan will keep the tape on your eyes.
If you want to see you have to pull the tape back.
It may hurt but the beauty is worth it.
Try it, pull the tape back a little.
Tell me Do you like what you see?
Do you want to see more?
its ok. It will hurt but the pain goes away.
Soon as the tape is off the beauty from Allah's light will overpowered the pain,
What are you waiting for?
Every father who couldn't get food for his children,
Every woman who was homeless,
Everybody who suffered and became shelter less,
All of them knew the way to Khadijeh's (S.A.) house and went there.
They took refuge in her kindness and wealth.
The sore hearts of those people were treated with her favour and grace."
#13
Posted 31 May 2003 - 10:17 PM
In the name of Allah the most Compassionate the most Merciful
Blessing and peace of Allah, the most High, be upon our Master and Prophet Muhammad (saww) and His Chosen and Pure Progeny.
Growing up as a child in, I was not interested in religion. I would not even pray; and my parents would always force me to do so, but I would rebel against because I felt as though they were taking away my freedom rights from me, for Allah, the most High, says in His Glorious Book,
"There is no compulsion in religion." (Holy Quraan 2:256)
Anyway, my family are from the descendant of one of the Companions of the Holy Prophet Muhammad (saw), Abdur Rahman ibn Ouf. They are proud to have forefathers who were scholars whom people came to learn the religion from.
Anyway, I always thought that weather there were scholars or not, it would not do me any good and that I should not be forced to the religion.
We came to America from Kenya via the Red Cross whom we are thankful to. After we came, I was stoned as to what I saw. It seemed totally a new world. Even though, I was not religious, I was still ashamed for coming to the country. Everything was strange. I saw women walking almost wearing nothing. People using indecent language in here and there. I am in any way, trying to speak ill of this country, but I am just trying to express my feelings at what I had saw and how I reacted to them.
However, there were something I like about the country, such as their road for it was clean, their houses for it was beautiful and big, and more importantly I loved their "freedom" system a lot for I always felt that I have the right to do anything I wished and the consequence would be between my and my Lord.
Not two years passed by, I began to adopt to their ways of living. I would try to be one of them, try to walk like them, etc, but at the same time I, somewhat knew my limits.
Then three years ago, I started to feel something really strange in my heart. I was beginning to change. Every time I did something bad, I would feel bad and wished that I had never done it. At times, I would hear a voice from my heart every time I was thinking of doing some bad which supposedly suppose to make me look "cool". So I stopped doing what I used to do and came back to my Lord and repented.
One day I saw my uncle and his children praying differently. I was wondering why they were doing it. Not weeks passed by, when I became one of them. He told me that this is Shiasm and this is the right way to pray. So I began to follow him blindly. But that was not enough to convince my folks. So I began to do a research since, I am seeing totally a new way of praying, or should I say a new faith-new religion.
I was never really taught properly how to pray, so therefore, I was blindly following them without question for I never saw anyone who would pray differently and then at the same time tell me that this is right.
Weeks later, my uncle and other cousin began to follow their brother and uncle. Thinking that they have become Shias as well, I thought that my Uncle Hassan was right since he managed to convince people older than me. But somehow, I knew it was not right for me to follow blindly as my uncle always used to tell me.
So, one night I was searching on the internet something that has to do with Shiasm and Sunnism; perhaps a book that would talk about both sects comparatively. I found a book called "Shia encyclopedia" and I began to read it.
I began to read about the wudhu first and was pretty shocked when I found out that only the Shias act upon that verse. I asked my self, "is it possible my family are wrong?" But how can they be wrong for their forefathers were Sheikhs and people used to come to learn the religion from them? How can they be wrong after being blessed by being the descendants of Abdur Rahman ibn Ouf?
The thing that amazed me was that, as a child I was taught to wash my feet but in the Quraan, a different story was told. So I decided to compare the translation of Yusuf Ali, Pickthal, and Shakir. I also wanted to share it with you O dear reader and you be the judge of it.
[Shakir 5:6] "O you who believe! when you rise up to prayer, wash your faces and your hands as far as the elbows, and wipe your heads and your feet to the ankles…"
[Yusuf Ali 5:6] "O ye who believe! when ye prepare for prayer, wash your faces, and your hands (and arms) to the elbows; Rub your heads (with water); and (wash) your feet to the ankles…"
[Pickthal 5:6] "O ye who believe! When ye rise up for prayer, wash you faces, and your hands up to the elbows, and lightly rub your heads and (wash) your feet up to the ankles…"
Then I went to on to read the rest of it. Off course I didn't finish the book at that night, but I was tired so I went to sleep.
Anyhow, this was only of the many things that surprised me. But what I fail to understand was that, if Allah, the most High, says in His Holy Book, which He did, that He tells Muhammad not to ask us (the Muslims) for any reward accept love for his (Muhammad)'s kin, then why only have the Shias follow and obeyed that verse? All Muslims, whether Sunni or Shia agree that if you anyone denies or pretends to ignore one verse of the Holy Quraan, he has denied Allah. So again, why have only the Shias loved and still do love the AhlulBayt of The Prophet (saww)?
Anyhow, the Hadith that trucked me the most was non other than the "Hadith of the Two Heavy Precious." I wonder at those Muslims, who try to destroy this Hadith and try their utmost try to hide it, but haven't they read the verse in Sura Al-Baqara, ayaa, 256? Indeed, the truth has become clear! The Prophet made it clear that He loved them so much and asked us the same, and that He left for us two precious things that if we hold tight to them, we shall never be misled. He instructed us to not be in front of them and not to teach them, for they know more than us; not to be behind them for then we will be misled; and always stay with them. That surely was a simple task!
The holy Prophet of Islam, Muhammad ibn Abdullah (saww) said in many hadiths that show the merits of Imam Ali
Then the Holy Prophet called for `Ali ibn Abi Talib and gave him a place next to himself. He took his hand and held it aloft, showing this to the people, and in his loudest voice and most glorious tones he commanded:
"Those whose guide and leader I am, after me, will be guided and led by `Ali O People! O Muslims! After me, `Ali is your guide and master".
Then he lifted his hands to the skies and said: `Lord! Be friendly with the friends of `Ali Be an enemy to the enemies of `Ali Lord! Help the helpers of `Ali, and humble those that wish evil of `Ali"
Subhanallah! What an honor! All we are told to do is follow him after the Rasul (saww), but instead we tend to follow his enemies. Yet, in another Hadith, the Prophet tell us, in a very accepted Hadith by the Shias and the Sunnis, that Ali is the Gate to the City of Knowledge. The Prophet said, "I am the city of Knowledge and Ali is its gate." Even if the Prophet said (only) this much about Amirul Mu'miniin, it is sufficient to follow the orders of the Prophet, that is to follow Ali because only He knows the true Islam, as the Hadith itself indicates. Again, our beloved Prophet (saww) in another Hadith said, "O Ali! You hold in relation to me the same position as Haroon held in relation to Moses, except that there shall be no prophet after me."
There are a lot more Ahadiths which I am not going to mention that only talks about the merits about the Great Imam Ali because this Hadith says it all, the Prophet (saww) said, "If all the oceans were ink, all the trees were pen, and all the jinn and humans came together to write down the merits of Ali, they would still not be done."
It is interesting how some people try their utmost to conceal all these hadiths, but do then not know that even their so called "khalifas" could not because they were forced to ask the Great Imam Ali for help. Here is one such incident, this is when Umar ibn Al-Khattab ordered a pregnant woman to be stoned to death and imam Ali's prevention. Here is how the story went taken from the book called "Peshawar Nights :
Imam Ahmad Bin Hanbal in his Musnad; Imamu'l-Haram, Ahmad Bin Abdullah Shafi'i in Dhakha'iru'l-Mawadda, chapter II, p.75, from Hasan Basri; Ibn Hajar in Fathu'l-Bari, vol.XII, P.101; Abu Dawud in Sunan, vol. II, p.227; Munadi in Faizu'l-Qadir, vol. IV, p. 257; Hakim Nishapuri in Mustadrak, vol.II, p.59; Qastalani in Irshadu's-Sari, vol.X, p. 9; Baihaqi in Sunan, vol.VIII, p. 164; Muhibu'd-din Tabari in Riyazu'n-Nazara, v.II, p.196; Khatib Khawarizmi in his Munaqab, p.48; Muhammad Ibn Talha Shafi'i in Matalibu's-Su'ul; Imamu'l-Haram in Dhakha'iru'l-'Uqba, p.80; Ibn Maja in his Sunan, v.II, p.227; Bukhari in his Sahih, chapter la yarjumu'l-majnun wa'l-majnuna and most of your other ulema have reported the following incident:
One day an insane woman was brought before Caliph Umar Bin Khattab. She had committed fornication and admitted her fault. Umar ordered her to be stoned. Amiru'l-Mu'minin was there. He said to Umar: "What are you doing? I have heard the Holy Prophet saying that three kinds of people are free from the hold of law: a sleeping man until he wakes; a lunatic until he recovers himself and regains consciousness; and the child until he comes of age." Hearing this, Umar acquitted the woman.
Ibnu's-Saman in his Kitabu'l-Muwafiqa has recorded many such cases. There are some accounts which record about 100 erroneous and fallacious findings of Umar.
Anyway, I am thank to my Lord, who has guided me to the right path! I thank All-Mighty Allah for opening my eyes and helping me to see the truth. I pray to Allah, the All-Powerful, to guide all my sincerely beloved brothers and sisters to be guided also to the right path. Amiiin Ya Rabb!!!
I leave you all in the care of Allah
"O Allah! The Creator of the Heavens and the Earth, Knower of the seen and unseen, the Beneficent, the Merciful, I make a covenant in this world that VERILY YOU Are Allah, there is no god but You, One, there is no associate with You, and that Muhammad, blessing of Allah be upon him and his children, is Your Servant and Messenger. O Allah! send blessing on Muhammad and on his children, and do not leave me to follow my nafs (desires) even for a flash of an eyes, nor hand over to me any of Your created beings, because if You do so, it will bring me near to evil and keep away from good. O Lord! I do not put trust in anything save Your Mercy. So I deposit my covenant to use it on the Day of Judgement. Verily You do not break promise."
#14
Posted 02 June 2003 - 03:38 AM
Well, lets see.. first of all..i would like to admit, that i had almost no knowledge about Islam. I was sunni becoz my parents were.
Well.. to make a long story, no too long hehe
I met this guy on the net 6 yrs ago. We almost never discussed about religion. But I was suspecting that he was shia. I dindt wanna drag our beliefs into this, becoz...well yeah..since i had no knowledge about Islam in that sense, to discuss things..i'd rather ignore the topic.
But one day (i think after 2-3 yrs).. i took the guts to say "hey ure shia??" (hehe) .. and he said yes..then he ..for the first time asked if im sunni.. I said yes too ... And stupid as i was.. (hey..remember, i was young and didnt know better)...i said to him " but shias are not muslims". But he did not get angry... instead..he started explaining to me the basic beliefs of a shia. Such as, same Quran, beleiveing in the same last prophet pbuh , etc etc. And then i told him "but hey..u beleive in Hazrat Ali more than Prophet Muhammad pbuh". This was my biggest misconception about shi'ism. Since, everyone that i knew...had told me that shia beleive in Hazrat Ali more than Prophet pbuh. He explained in a calm way that this is not true etc etc.
However..we left the topic there. After a couple of months.. he started asking me how much knowledge i had about sunnism. And obviously, i had to give him an embarrassing answer "very little". Then he started to tell me which hadith books that were authentic for sunnis... etc etc.He started teaching me about sunnism ..haha... But he was never negative..he wanted me to get a good picture about my beliefs. We discussed for several hours and the more he explained to me about shi'ism... the more i was getting convinced that "hey..this guy really is muslim"
BUT, not until 2 yrs ago.... we got into details. He started to tell me about islams history. And whenever he wanted to prove something, he gave me references from sunni's authentic books and hadith. He always told me to look into this myself, either on the internet or if i had the books at home. He never took for granted that i should beleive him, just becoz if was him. He also told me to talk to a imaam in sweden, or email any sunni imaam... to get answer to sertain questions. He never tried to prove that his beliefs were true and mine wrong. All he wanted, was for me to think about sertain things. To do the research. Becoz..after all..nobody is here to become a shia or sunni or whatever.... we are here to become the true muslims. So, if I would have good resasons and answers, he would definately welcome it and propbably learn things too.
But, I never got the "good" answers, reasons, or explainations. Slowly...slowly, the more i learnt about Islam itself and its history..the more intrested i got. In the beginning, i was so confused...becoz, things that i used to beleive my whole life.. such as the khalifas, and their good merits, ..suddenly i started to doubt them.. And considering my lack of knowledge and commitment to Islam... i was still feeling really bad and confused. After all...even if i was a "bad" muslim... i still loved my religion and Allah, and i would always haev guilty feelings, for being such a "bad" muslim.
I started doing research, reading books especially. Sometimes, i would get into these "anti-shia" sites on the internet, and whenever i read something bad as in, "shia has a different Quran" etc etc..i would panic. I would be like "whaatttt... noo, this guy cant beleive in another Quran, if he does..that means hes a kaafir" And I would try and get answers from him.. but again, calmly he would explain that these rumours are false. Once in a while, i would get these shocks by reading anti-shia stuff... I would panic everytime hehehe... So, this could go on for months.... becoz, i was still confused abou things and i was still doing my research ...
Today, i feel that these "shocks", were good.... becoz i learnt alot from that.
Yeah...so last yr.. maybe 10-11 months ago... i felt like a true shia... the follower of ahlul bait
Yeah..so here i am.. it took me 6 yrs to get this far hehe.... Im slow na? But, all credit goes to this guy...who showed me the true Islam. May Allah grant him with happiness and success in life. And as for me..im trying each and everyday, to become a better muslim. My research is still there... i dont think, you can ever stop studying Islam. There's always something new to learn.
Since, no one in my family or friends know that Im a shia, i dont get the chance to explore the practial stuff. Such as the prayers, wudhu, etc etc. I will InshaAllah go to a local Mosque and learn all those things, including the "cultural things"..
Oh well..my story got pretty long anyway hehehe
Remember me in your prayers,
#16
Posted 11 September 2003 - 07:38 AM
bill-looking, on Feb 10 2003, 05:58 PM, said:
Unfortunately, your problem was not with Christianity, but with the USA government, and people claiming to be Christians--whom you, yourself, have declared were not doing the works of Christianity.
Why then did you not practice Christianity? How can you remove the speck in your brother's eyes, when you have a trunk in yours?
Furthermore, if the idea of the Trinity was not right for you, why not be a fundamental Christian, one who relies on Scripture, and not on man's traditions? I am a non-trinitarian, and I am against the things this government does, but you don't see me blaming it on the Christ, or on the teachings of His apostles. Forgiveness is granted to him who has recognized his wrong, repented, and turned away from it. For God does not find delight in the death of the wicked.
Nevertheless, I wish you luck in your new path. May your days be longer on the face of this earth...

And I set my mind to seek and explore by wisdom concerning all that has been done under heaven. It is a grievous task which God has given to the sons of men to be afflicted with. And I set my mind to know wisdom and to know madness and folly; I realized that this also is striving after wind. Because in much wisdom there is much grief, and increasing knowledge results in increasing pain. (Ecc 1:13, 17-18)
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#17
Posted 11 September 2003 - 11:12 PM
Karaite, on Sep 11 2003, 12:38 PM, said:
I have heard of Christians who do not believe in trinity. I think this means they don’t believe Jesus(peace be on him) was a God. Am I right here or not really? And if so, then what do they believe about Jesus(as)?? I mean do they Consider Jesus as a pious servant only or as a messenger of God(Prophet) or what?
Another question, do the Copt Christian from Egypt, Orthodox Christian from Armenia and Assyrian from Iraq/Iran believe in Trinity?
#18
Posted 12 September 2003 - 09:46 AM
Orthodox Christians are trinitarians, they are pretty much like the Catholics, I think the only difference is in the view of the Pope. They don't see the Pope as the infallible head of the Church, as Catholics do. And I am not so familiar with the Coptic Christians from Egypt, but they are Orthodox as well (therefore, Trinitarians). You have to understand that the majority of those with a claim to Christianity in that area are Orthodox (Trinitarian), but they are not the only ones. I am inclined to believe that there are non-trinitarians in that area, especially in the late years, e.g., Jehovah's Witnesses have been a growing minority in that area. And I doubt they are the only non-trinitarians in that area. It just happens that, for hundreds of years we have been oppressed by, first, the Catholics (orthodox), persecuted and executed more than often. And with the rise of Islam, people have preference for one (orthodoxy) or the other (Islam), that they are the vast majority (greater influence), but don't think of anything in between.
Like on of the posts in the Christian/Muslim dialogue forum, Christians who don't believe in the Trinity are despised, and labeled "cultist" by the majority. We are called heretics, treated as brainwashed (despite the fact that we always call for logic & reason in our defense), and many other labels.
Understandably, with all these names and labels, most people will prefer to go with something totally new.

And I set my mind to seek and explore by wisdom concerning all that has been done under heaven. It is a grievous task which God has given to the sons of men to be afflicted with. And I set my mind to know wisdom and to know madness and folly; I realized that this also is striving after wind. Because in much wisdom there is much grief, and increasing knowledge results in increasing pain. (Ecc 1:13, 17-18)
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#19
Posted 12 September 2003 - 09:48 AM
Well, Jesus was a Spirit, before He came to the earth. He existed as the highest spirit of all, exception is the Father. I will explain the rest later...I have to go now...
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Okay, I have some time right now.
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At my website, I have an article I wrote about the word God, and the word Elohim from the Hebrew manuscripts. In it I explain the way the word was used to refer to a number of characters, i.e., humans, angels, demons, and God Himself. In the way it is used, we do consider that Jesus was a pre-existing divine being, therefore, the use of the word "Elohim" was applied to him in various occasions.
But, in the sense that you use it, we do not consider Jesus to be a god, or the God. As Paul puts it, there is but one God for us, the Father, and one Lord, Jesus Christ. God (the one we call Father) gave all things as possessions to Jesus, making Jesus "Lord" (owner) of everything.
If you need more clarification, feel free to ask.
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Among some groups, the idea of a 'spirit' being living inside the body is a pagan (attributed to the Greeks), and they do not believe we can exist in any realm other than the material realm. Therefore, they believe that Jesus was a regular man, just like any of us. But that by Jesus fulfilling the commandments of God, God bestowed upon him rulership of all things, anointed him with the power of the Holy Spirit (God's force), and a few other things. So, to them, Jesus was not divine from a pre-existence, but simply divinely anointed. A man like any of us.
Hope this answers your questions.
Edited by Karaite, 12 September 2003 - 01:01 PM.

And I set my mind to seek and explore by wisdom concerning all that has been done under heaven. It is a grievous task which God has given to the sons of men to be afflicted with. And I set my mind to know wisdom and to know madness and folly; I realized that this also is striving after wind. Because in much wisdom there is much grief, and increasing knowledge results in increasing pain. (Ecc 1:13, 17-18)
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#20
Posted 17 September 2003 - 08:05 PM
Hello everyone! I am a 34 y/o female from the US...I am a teacher and as a result of teaching and another Muslim friend, I had decided to read the Quran to learn about Islam so that I could understand others better. I have always been a person who loves to read. I would read aloud every night in English. I was moved by the similarities to Christianity...and also felt that the Quran was very clear in so many ways where the Bible was vague at times. One night as I was reading, I felt this tremendous feeling of simply... the best way to describe it was of Allah...I began to tremble...became weak....started crying....I just knew in my head that it was the TRUTH and that I had to SUBMIT....so I did....I had no muslim friends....no mosque...I grew up Christian and was a devout Christian at my local Methodist Church. I knew nothing....so I read about Sunnis and Shias and after reading....decided that Prophet's family pbuh should have never perished...and I decided that the Shia way was the true path. I found a local Shia mosque and met with the Imam and his wife. They were both so kind and knowledgeable. I felt at ease...and even though I am still learning so many things, they are patient and always there to answer questions. My experience was profound...I have never had anything remotely like that happen before. I feel at peace with my choice, and even though I am a child in the faith...I am so looking forward to learning the most I can.
Mary
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Posted 26 September 2003 - 12:53 AM
Bismillahir Rahmanir Raheem,
It was almost a year ago I said, “Ash-Hadu Anla Elaha Illa-Allah Wa Ash-Hadu Anna Mohammadan Rasul-Allah”, (There is no God worhty of worship but Allah and Mohammed is His messenger.) the words that forever changed my life. The time from me learning about Islam and becoming a Salafi, to the time of me finding the REAL Islam, the REAL Ahluls Sunnah, the path of the Shi’ite Ahlul Bayt was marked with great confusion, but also great learning, as well as growth.
I was born January 20, 1988 into a poor urban family. My father was an illegal immigrant from El Salvador and my mother was uneducated, three times divorced with three other children. My father was abusive to my mother, so when I was two years old my mother moved from Texas to Missouri. That was the last time I saw my dad. Perhaps this why I felt a void in my life or maybe it was my childhood.
I didn’t have a real childhood, although, it could have been worse. I had to grow up fast. We struggled and struggled which I believe made me humble inside. When I was about seven years old, I would ride the church bus to Sunday school. People were sort of nice to me, gaveme candy and little token-gifts for coming to church. Soon, my mother started going to church and my sister also.
My mother never liked to stay in one place too long so when I was almost 11 years old we moved back to Texas. Almost immediately my sister’s father grew ill. After about a month, he couldn’t even walk. We knew there was something more to his illness then what the doctors at the local clinic had said. We took him to a hospital and he was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors said he had 6 months to 2 years to live. He died in 6 months.
After his death, my sister started to question God, her beliefs, her religion. I did also. She was struggling with her beliefs and it in part took a toll on me as well.
We found out my sister was pregnant a couple weeks after her father died. She stayed with my mother and her boyfriend in their apartment. I stayed at the second apartment (really my mothers, where my sister, her father, and I lived) alone. However, my mom was there everyday. Now, I am sure you think that is absurd. But mentally, I advanced well before I should have.
It was summer time, and everyday I would wake up and go to the pool, hang out with the older teenagers, and live careless. I stayed out late at night, had coed sleepovers with out my mother knowing, started smoking, drinking, and began practicing Wicca (witchcraft/Paganism) with a “friend”.
Before school started my mother moved back into her apartment full time. I remained careless and disrespectful. I had joined a gang “Latin Queens” . I was absent from school constantly. I had been in several fights and was reassigned to an alternative school for about two months. I was on probation and even had to do community service for the crimes I committed.
I finally knew I was going about life the wrong way. I was living like an animal, partying, being lustful, and listening to no one. I couldn’t think of anything else to do, but pull away from everyone, at least till I figured out something certain in life. As a result of leaving the gang I couldn’t go outside without fear so I had to stay indoors all the time. I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t talk to anyone. I was all alone.
Finally, we moved a few hours away from where we lived to the suburbs and I had a chance to start over. Life was looking good. I was in advanced classes making wonderful grades, but for some reason I wasn’t happy. I was insecure about everything. I felt like cattle just doing what I had to do. I was depressed all the time. In the middle of the first semester I started dating a certain person. The relationship got emotional abusive. I felt like I had to have him, that I wasn’t worthy of anyone else, and I did everything he said. I thought who else would love me? Who else would even bother with me?
My depression got worse and I started cutting my wrists. I wanted the pain and the hurt to leave me. I wasn’t trying to kill myself. I was too afraid to go to hell or some place bad. I was tense and upset all the time. I cried nearly everyday , yelled at anyone who spoke to me, I hated life. I thought life was a waste!
My mother finally got sick of me, and sent me to Missouri for three months. After lots of fights and arguments with my mothers friend I was staying with, I started going to church again. I poured myself into studying Christianity. Normally the more you study the more you understand, but the more I read the more abstruse the religion became. The denominations were founded by simple people who wanted to add and change the religion from the true text. The doctrines seemed in accurate with what the Bible actually said. Every version and ruling in Christianity was different. How could I know what was right? How could this be right with all this confusion? I went to the library and read everything I could possibly find on the denominations in Christianity. Baptist, Mormon, Jehovah Witness, Non-Denominational, Greek Orthodox, Catholicism, Methodist, Pentecostal, Presbyterian...etc . I wanted to find the truth, but I couldn’t do so in Christianity.
Eventually I stopped caring about religion all together. Logic and politics became my focus. I loved watching debates, reading about politics, and what not. As I started to study the Middle Eastern conflicts , I became more and more curious about the Arabic culture. Now, I had known a few Muslim people, but only one person I talked to on the internet decided to tell me about it in depth, even after I told him I wasn’t interested in religion. He was a wahabi (salafi). He gave me a website to go to listen to lectures. I listened to “Why you should be a Muslim.” “What's the purpose of life?” among others. I thought about what the man told me and how much it made sense. (The basics of Islam that all schools of thoughts follow such as the real story of ISSA (JESUS) Peace Be Upon Him) Constantly, I was reading articles online. I submitted my name, address, and telephone number Islamicity in order to receive a free translation of the Quran and other Islamic literature.
Everyday I was learning something new, and everyday I started understanding the true purpose of life. We are to serve Allah, our creator. We are to fully submit ourselves to Him and purify ourselves so that we will be ready for the next life. I started to feel ashamed of the life I was living and had lived before. I was scared, shy and nervous about talking to anyone, but then one day.....
On January 24th, 2002, I received a call from a man who was volunteering for Islamicity. I was cooking at the time, but I let it burn. I wanted to hear what this man was saying. I wanted what I then thought was TRUTH! My heart had been crying silent tears from the beginning.
After hours of conversation, he asked me if I was ready to make Shahada (two testaments of faith). I made my Shahada. Yes, over the phone, before (via speaker phone) 7 brothers and sisters. First he told me what I was about to say in English, “ There is no god apart from The God , and Muhammad is the Messenger of God.” Then he told me to repeat after him in Arabic. At first I was nervous to say it in front of them, but as the words came out my mouth, “Ash-Hadu Anla Elaha Illa-Allah Wa Ash-Hadu Anna Mohammadan Rasul-Allah.” I felt peace. I felt at ease and for the first time, I felt real love.
What lead me to say my Shahada was not the stories of the sahaba or the stories of the Ahlul Bayt (Peace and Blessings upon them), but rather the Miracles of the Qur'an. The beauty of the Holy Qur’an. It wasn’t until later that I learned about the Sahaba and the Ahlul Bayt (Peace and Blessings upon them).
Now that I became a ‘Muslim’, I tired hard to do what I was told. The Salafi rulings are very much extreme and things I was told seemed harsh but I tried my best to do them. Things about a woman's voice being awrah, niqab fardh, a woman being unable to even wear her hair in a high ponytail in the privacy of her own home, extreme segregation, among others. Every salafi was telling me do this, you cant do this. This is haram (forbidden) or this was biddah (innovation). So slowly I backed away and stopped trying to learn more. I felt like I was a failure and I couldn’t do anything.
Before I had even become Muslim, I did however, meet one Shia man. I had some curiosity as to why the things I did he said I didn't have to do or were innovation, so I asked the wahabi shiekhs and they told me all sorts of things, all far from the truth. Lies like the Shia worship Ali
After awhile from my ‘break’ of Islam, I started to feel the way I felt before and I started to slip into my old disgusting self again. For awhile I didn’t practice Islam like I was taught. I just sort of went with the flow of what I wanted to do. Then finally after lots of hurt and what not, I got in touch with the people I took my Shahada with in order to get some more materials and so I could gain knowledge. I started to study more and more and I started to wear hijab fulltime during late September.
During my conversations with Salafi ladies online, I was told to download PalTalk (a messenger service similar to Yahoo). I did and I talked to several people online. I began sitting in during online classes as well. During my time in the rooms I met a sister from the Ahlus Sunnah wa jamal of the Hanafi school of though. She would take me to private chat and talk to me. Many of things she said were down right contradictions to what I was taught. Then one day she started to talk to me about the wahabi. I rememberd once I had asked a ‘friend’ of mine what a wahahbi was and she told me the called Salafis wahabis. And she ‘explained’ to me why they did such. She said we are Salafi and Ahlus Sunnah. So I told they lady from Paltalk, what are you talking about? I am Salafi. I’m not kafir. I believe in Allah and His Messengers and the Angels and the Day of Judgement, etc. Then we had a long conversation and she directed me to many AICP sites for me to read and learn from. How could I possibly have thought such ways of Allah as to compare Him to His creation like the wahabi? How could I say that He has hands, “but not like our hands”? How could I say that Allah was above His throne? ASTAGAFURALLAH!! I decided then to seek more knowledge on the different sects of Islam and different schools of thoughts.
I didn’t know exactly how to go about searching, but I decided while I was on PalTalk to go the room Shia The Right Path. While there, I just listened to them. Heard different arguments and listened to debates. I asked questions and got answers. The manners of the Shia were above all the other Muslims I have met. I started to truly realize everything I was being taught was wrong. What I was practicing was not Islam. Islam is following the Ahlul Bayt (Peace be upon them). I was directed to Shia websites where I could read more. I read A Shi’ite Encyclopedia and Then I Was Guided. I used my common sense and logic to figure it out. Who could be greater then the Prophet Mohammed’s (Peace be upon him) family ? Who really knew the Sunnah of our beloved Rasul (Peace be upon him) more, His family or His companions? Who is the Household?
Finally, I had insight to the real Islam. The Islam that makes you happy and content. I feel now greater then I ever have before. The more I study and the more I learn, the more I am thankful to Allah that I am a Shia. I am a Shi’ite of the Ahlul Bayt. I am a follower of the Prophet’s Mohammed Sunnah, his REAL Sunnah.
Becoming a Muslim wasn’t easy. I lost friends and family members became upset. I have had to deal with a lot of verbal abuse from people. The only way I stayed strong and am staying strong is through the duahs and help of my Muslim brothers and sisters.
People do not change over night. One must realize that when he becomes a Muslim it still takes time to change all your ways. It is how ever easier with the help of Allah. ALLAHU AKBAR! Allah is the Greatest!
#23
Posted 12 February 2004 - 04:46 AM
Asalalm aleikum.
My name is Tone, and I am born and raised in Norway. I am 38 years old and work as a teacher.
As most of us here up north, I was born into a family in the protestant norwegian church. Had always conciddered myselfe as a christian. Took my education..as I was supposed to...Got a man...not a husbond...Lived with him for 11 years...We got a daughter during this time...
Basically living like everyone else.
And as "everyone else" I also broke up with my daughters father...Had a time when I was very restless...Still not thinking of my religious life...still concidering myselfe as a christian...
Then it happened. I met my current husbond. He is a muslem. Shia. We got married. Very fast I may say. He was not allowed to even touch me if we didn`t. I loved him. He loved me.
I must say that I have always been very open and adaptable. So when we moved in together, of course we did everything according to the Islamic rules. I still did it for him, not for God or myselfe.
I understood quite soon that I needed to understand why he did all theese things. I didn`t understand. I wanted to understand. So....I started reading. Read the Quran...Talked wit my husbond...I have to admit...argued ith my husbond too...but then little by little...I found the logic..What islam preaches is logic...I need logic...
Like...."Why do God need a successer?" <_< Of course he doesen`t...He is ...and will always be...He does not have a son.
I read a lot in the Bibe too. FOund a lot of indiscrepensies...Like Adam is also called "The son of God". What is the difference between them according to the bible?
I asked a priest...I asked different other freechristian congregations...and noone could answer me...
To make a long story short.....
I now concidder myselfe a muslem...But I know I have a long way to go still. I am learning arabic. Know how to read arabic, but sort of don`t get what I read.
The feeling this realisation gives me is great. I feel cared for by God. I want to continue being norwegian. This is my country... My culture... But there is not a discreppencie in being norwegian and a muselm.
I still love my husbond...and he still loves me.
This is all from me for this time.
Tone
#24
Posted 16 March 2004 - 06:41 PM
I was born and raised Catholic. I was in college when I began thinking about my future and the things I desired for my life and the lives of my children. I felt that I would not find it in Christianity. I am an African-American female and when I noticed that just about every race had something of their own that truly made them who they are, my heart broke. Everyone seemed to have some foundation which had been built upon for generations. For myself, I could not find that foundation. Most African Americans' foundation was solely built from slavery and being forced into Christianity.
I wanted something much better for my children, a stable more positive foundation upon which to build their lives and future generations. I found that stability in Islam. I was once told, that the greatest gift that I could give my children is Islam and each time I think about these words, my heart swells with unimaginable joy.
Islam is both religion and lifestyle. You can not have one without the other. That is what Christianity lacked.
I thank Allah each day for guiding me to where I am today.
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