Bismillah hir Rehman nir Rahim
Yes. I invite you to Islam
How I Came to Islaam
By Shariffa Carlo
The story of how I reverted to al Islam is a story of plans. I made plans;
the group I was with made plans, and Allah made plans. And Allah is the Best of
Planners. When I was a teenager, I came to the attention of a group of people
with a very sinister agenda. They were and probably still are a loose
association of individuals who work in government positions but have a special
agenda to destroy Islam. It is not a governmental group that I am aware of,
they simply use their positions in the US government to advance their cause.
One member of this group approached me because he saw that I was articulate,
motivated and very much the women's rights advocate. He told me that if I
studied International Relations with an emphasis in the Middle East, he would
guarantee me a job at the American Embassy in Egypt. He wanted me to eventually
go there to use my position in the country to talk to Muslim women and
encourage the fledgling women's rights movement. I thought this was a great
idea. I had seen the Muslim women on TV; I knew they were a poor oppressed
group, and I wanted to lead them to the light of 20th century freedom.
With this intention, I went to college and began my education. I studied
Quraan, hadith and Islamic history. I also studied the ways I could use this
information. I learned how to twist the words to say what I wanted them to say.
It was a valuable tool. Once I started learning, however, I began to be
intrigued by this message. It made sense. That was very scary. Therefore, in
order to counteract this effect, I began to take classes in Christianity. I
chose to take classes with this one professor on campus because he had a good
reputation and he had a Ph.D. in Theology from Harvard University. I felt I was
in good hands. I was, but not for the reasons I thought. It turns out that this
professor was a Unitarian Christian. He did not believe in the trinity or the
divinity of Jesus. In actuality, he believed that Jesus was a prophet.
He proceeded to prove this by taking the bible from its sources in Greek,
Hebrew and Aramaic and show where they were changed. As he did this, he showed
the historical events which shaped and followed these changes.
By the time I finished this class, my deen had been destroyed, but I was
still not ready to accept Islam. As time went on, I continued to study, for
myself and for my future career. This took about three years. In this time, I
would question Muslims about their beliefs. One of the Individuals I questioned
was a Muslim brother with the MSA. Alhamdulllah, he saw my interest in the
deen, and made it a personal effort to educate me about Islam. May Allah
increase his reward. He would give me dawaa at every opportunity which
presented itself.
One day, this man contacts me, and he tells me about a group of Muslims who
were visiting in town. He wanted me to meet them. I agreed. I went to meet with
them after ishaa prayer. I was led to a room with at least 20 men in it. They
all made space for me to sit, and I was placed face to face with an elderly
Pakistani gentleman. Mashallah, this brother was a very knowledgeable man in
matters of Christianity. He and I discussed and argued the varying parts of the
bible and the Quraan until the fajr.
At this point, after having listened to this wise man tell me what I already
knew, based on the class I had taken in Christianity, he did what no other
individual had ever done.
He invited me to become a Muslim. In the three years I had been searching and
researching, no one had ever invited me. I had been taught, argued with and
even insulted, but never invited. May Allah guide us all.
So when he invited me, it clicked. I realized this was the time. I knew it
was the truth, and I had to make a decision. Alhamdulillah, Allah opened my
heart, and I said,
"Yes. I want to be a Muslim."
With that, the man led me in the shahadah - in English and in Arabic.
I swear by Allah that when I took the shahadah, I felt the strangest
sensation. I felt as if a huge, physical weight had just been lifted off my
chest; I gasped for breath as if I were breathing for the first time in my life.
Alhamdulillah, Allah had given me a new life a clean slate a chance for
Jennah, and I pray that I live the rest of my days and die as a Muslim. Ameen.
Source: http://www.islamicawakening.com/viewarticle.php?articleID=414&;
---------------------------------
Yahoo! for Good helps you make a difference
