It came to them as no surprise. My family seen it coming. After years of looking into Islam, my reversion was almost expected. Although my family has been very supportive, my peers on the other hand, were not. Id always been a sort of outcast but for the first time in my life, I was now officially being viewed as an alien in my own land. Peaking through the eye slits in my niqab, I seen the public looking back at me with fear and disgust. "Mommy why does she look like that?" one little girl said as she pointed to my Islamic dress. Countless others...
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
Sunday, August 24, 2014
One man's journey from confusion to clarity ( Alexander now Rachid )
I reverted to Islam on 07 March, 2012 CE [Common Era] (14 Rabi3 al-Akhir 1433 AH [Anno Hijra]) after visiting a local masjid [Arabic: مسجد (place of worship/prostration). Prior to my conversion, I knew only a few things about Islam: That those who call themselves Christian are closest to Muslims in belief, the phrase of shahadah (testimony), and most importantly Taw7id [توحد], the Oneness of Allah.
When I was among Lutherans, they would teach me stuff like "Jesus went here and healed the blind man. Jesus went there and fed 5000 people." and then...
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
My journey to Islam ( a sister reverted to Islam after 3 years of search )
Assalam Alaikum My Dear Sisters,My journey to Islam began during a
trip to Morocco in 2005. Before this trip all I knew about Muslims is
that they believe that Jesus (peace be upon him) was not the son of God
& they didn't eat pork. I arrived in Morocco very late, so it was
early morning before I was finally able to lay down to go to sleep.
That's the first time I ever heard the adhan, I remember thinking to
myself, well I'm definitely...
Monday, January 20, 2014
A Gift from Allah
اللَّهُمَّ صَيِّبَاً نَافِعَا
Allaahumma Sayyibann Naafi’aa
“O Allaah, (bring) beneficial rain clouds.”
(Bukhari – Fathul-Bari 2/518)
As she walked down the street
With only little in her purse
Homeless and beat
But feeling no curse
A stranger walked to her
Told her a sad story of loss
He asked her if she could spare some money
She realized Allah made their lives cross
She opened her purse
Only little did she have
She gave him what she...
Alhamdulillah, What made Him Special … FAith
Darkness shadowed over days; fear over night
In my journey
My journey toward the light
Letting go of the past
Shaytan did not want
Keeping grips
Holding firm
This, the last of his term
There was a man who was sent
He Sat and read Qur’an
He kept the torch lit for me
In the Darkness before the dawn
Twists and turns he journeyed through
With me by his side
He taught me so many helpful things
Though with this my patience always died
Now...
The Art of Love Making
“The most perfect of the believers in faith are the best of them in
morals. And the best among them are those who are best to their
wives.” Narrated in Mosnad Ahmad, #7354, and Al-Tirmizi, #1162.
The Art of Love Making
A husband who holds the hand of his wife
While walking beside her daily in life
To help hold the brush to paint the sunrise and set
Beginning new things because they just met
Help guide the pen to help her...
Another step toward Salaam
The man in black glared at me
Not a word did he say
As I sat with a lighter under a tree
I thought “Was I his prey?”
I looked away and back again
Still he stood near me
I wonder what this could be about
While I sat under the tree
The next minute as I looked
No where was he?
The man in black he was gone
While I sat under the tree
I got up and began to walk
Away from the tree
I heard a screech then a crash
Was it meant for me?
There on the street...
The Dawn Awakening
Journey to Islam
Once upon a time, from across the ocean blue
I met a unique man so honoured and true
A wise Muslim man from across the sea
A good Muslim brother he turned out to be
He spoke via with me across some rogue waves
Assuring me not to worry just watch for brighter days
A sound then was heard from his window one early morning dawn
This sound never heard here in my homeland, the sound of Salaam
These healing Arabic words that’s been set...
Clear Reflections
Beautiful day for a morning walk
as the snow falls gently against the rocks
Quietly strolling with only the sound of the brook
Stopping to reflect as I take a long look
Breathtaking The way nature is set for us to explore
To think, feel, and see as Allah opens the door
The water so calm standing still like clear glass
then sudden rapids begin with the water rushing so fast
Realizing this is our life as it never stays the same
Just as the water...
The Hijab of Piety
Am I worthy to wear my hijab
I ask myself this question each passing day
It’s a state of reflection so In shaa Allah I don’t loose my way
It’s not just a cloth to hide my head
It’s not just a cloth to say in hopes to be said
It’s not just a cloth to make me seem righteous and true
It’s not just a cloth I place for something to do
It not just a cloth because I was told it was right
It’s not just a cloth so I can hide like the night
It’s...
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Revert story of sister *** Surabhi *** from India
My name is Surabhi Singh, now Saffiyah Subeerah, 27 years old single
female living in New Delhi, India and working as a professional in a
Delhi based company. I was born and raised as a Hindu in a nice and
loving upper middle class family
when I was 19 years old, Islam touched my life for the first time via
internet. I started studying about Islam, not to revert but from
academic point of view, to gain spiritual knowledge just like I...
my journey to Islam ” story of sister Aicha” ( Chantal )
Salaam alaykoum wa rahmatulahi wa barakatu
A little bit about me and my journey to Islam.
My parents are catholic and gave me their faith when i was born.
I used to go to church when i was little. Always found the church to be cold and dark….didn’t really like it.
As i grew up, and we moved to a different city, i became very close to
the girlfriends i had at my new school. They where muslim…and at first i
felt really connected toward their culture, they are Moroccon, really
warm and the way their families are with eachother felt good.
As...
Jane “Imaan” Discover Islam by Hearing Azan ** A New Muslim Journey from Philippines **
My name is Jane and my adopted name is Imaan
I was born in Philippines in 1992, in a city called Manila.
Before Islam
I grew up in a Christian home together with my parents and my
siblings. We always attend masses at Church every Sunday and my parents
let me study in Catholic schools and universities. I learned a lot
during that time about Christianity but most of them are questions in my
mind which my parents and some professors never answer me back with a
reliable answer. I used to ask myself before, especially when we are in
the Church...
my revert story **Catrina**
La ilaha illa Allah
As Salam Alaikum , Brothers and Sisters,
Praise be to Allah, the Lord of the Worlds; and may his blessings
and peace be upon our Prophet Muhammad and upon all his Family and
Companions.
I was always brought up with the belief in God and only one God, my
mother had us christened catholic as babies , so we celebrated
christmas, easter etc, but mum was never very religious, mum taught us
to say the...
