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The reason why I started reading about Islam may look like a coincidence, but I believe that it was the God himself who showed me the way. Before I used to follow catholic Christianity for few years and started believing in God, I was not sure about Jesus though. Then I had some harder time in my life and I asked God for guidance. Then I visited the Mosque-cathedral of Córdoba this summer and it is hard to explain, but I actually really felt the presence of God in that place, I just immediately knew that God wanted me to study Islam. I didn't know almost anything about Islam in that time, but I started studying it very intensively and I knew right away that it makes much more sense to me than Christianity. I decided to convert very soon after that. Anyway, Islam was the only thing that really gave me the strength to live in the correct way. From the beginning some of the rules seemed to be quite strict to me, but I was lucky to start chatting with one brother who always repeated to me to take it slowly, step by step. And quickly I realized that the rules are actually blessing from God, because they are showing us the correct way of living and worshipping God Now I don't feel lost anymore, I feel much more peaceful

But at the same time, I still want to stay the person I am. It's not like I want to change my life completely, change my name etc. It is still me, just happier and more peaceful. I need my family and friends to understand that. Most of them don't know yet that I decided to become Muslim and it will be a big challenge for me to tell them, because Islam is usually shown in a very negative way in my country.

Thank you for reading it! Actually I don't have many people to talk about this with here. Most of my friends are atheists and I think that they just wouldnt understand it

My name is xxxx my Previous religion was Catholic Christian i am from the Philippines

I converted to islam 2016

I was raised as a Christian. I was in the church choir and also a member of the Catholic Charismatic Renewal Movement here.

I somehow went to Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, as i had some issues in the Philippines. I managed to find a job and worked for some time as a housemaid for a Sudanese family. My Madam (Lady owner of the house) was very kind and supporting towards me. I worked around 8 to 9 hours a day and was able to first-hand observe the Muslim way of life, the costumes, culture and tradition. It was a very lovely and quiet home with no shouting and music.I was extremely grateful as my Madam was a very kind woman too. At first, when I saw Madam washing her feet in the sink (for ablution which I didn’t know at that time) I thought to myself, wow these Muslims must be very dirty if have to wash all the time. The call to prayer (Azan) was made aloud in the streets from the Masjids which was new to me and slightly disturbing at first, if I had a long day of work and just needed to sleep. Baba (Madam’s husband) who was 84, still managed to get up early for prayer in the Masjid.

When I was in Sudan for a while with my Madam, I saw people sometimes praying in the sidewalk with a newspaper as a prayer mat. I again thought to myself, wow these people love to pray and they pray everywhere. Praying is everything to them.

I was just an ordinary housemaid, but Madam would ask me to join in with them when they would eat. All the sisters would eat together in a big tray with their hands. I thought wow, this is real unity.

I was told not to go and open the gate for any male visitors. I thought to myself wow, they do treat me with the most respect, dignity, protection and for my own modesty. A pure lady. And even when I attended a wedding party, I was surprised to see there was no free mixing and all ladies only. The men were completely separate. They were in another room. I again thought wow, there isn’t any free mixing here and that’s brilliant too.So after nearly a year of comparing the Quran and Bible, reading the text and various other books on Islam and the concepts, I asked Madam if I could also follow their religion and became a Muslim. I wanted to pray 5 times a day, cover my hair, be a protected, respected and a pure lady. I didn’t want to drink alcohol or go to the disco etc. I wanted to embrace the teachings of Islam in my life. Finally i took shadadah and became a Muslim.

My msg to other Sisters ,Sabr sister, Allah SWT is with us.

My name is XXX. I was born Muslim and in Egypt. I moved to the US at the age of 13. I grew up with with a basic daily Islamic practices.

As I got older I lost myself between the two worlds that surrounded me my entire life. Each side of those realities were fighting and battling me not to listen to the other side. So I did what a good old American Muslim would do - I rebelled against both realities. I went my own way but my installed navigation system from my childhood is dysfunctional so we gotta figure this out. All my choices and situations I created or found myself in was somehow damaged and clearly dysfunctional. I keep going until I hit a dead end. When I was stuck at a dead end facing my own fears and darkness when I came across the gift of desperation. I have the gift of desperation - desperation to learn and live a new way of life the gift of desperation of wanting to know the truth more and walk on the right path. I was desperate so desperate to be guided guided to where or how or when I didn't know but I just wanted to be guided to anywhere other than where I was. I wanted to follow the truth. And my journey with finding the God as I understood him (not as my neighbors understood him on my mom understood him or my dad understood him on my community or society or schools or peers understood him). My journey started in 2016 and it's been roller coaster of amazing events trials hardships relief just a crazy mix of things while being on this journey.

I actually haven't recited shadada in any mosque yet, I consider myself a Muslim already because I pray, I often wear hijab etc. I would love to recite shahada formally in some mosque abroad, inshallah it will be possible during this year ✨

The reason why I started reading about Islam may look like a coincidence, but I believe that it was the God himself who showed me the way. Before I used to follow catholic Christianity for few years and started believing in God, I was not sure about Jesus though. Then I had some harder time in my life and I asked God for guidance. Then I visited the Mosque-cathedral of Córdoba this summer and it is hard to explain, but I actually really felt the presence of God in that place, I just immediately knew that God wanted me to study Islam. I didn't know almost anything about Islam in that time, but I started studying it very intensively and I knew right away that it makes much more sense to me than Christianity. I decided to convert very soon after that. Anyway, Islam was the only thing that really gave me the strength to live in the correct way. From the beginning some of the rules seemed to be quite strict to me, but I was lucky to start chatting with one brother who always repeated to me to take it slowly, step by step. And quickly I realized that the rules are actually blessing from God, because they are showing us the correct way of living and worshipping God 🤲✨ Now I don't feel lost anymore, I feel much more peaceful 🌿
But at the same time, I still want to stay the person I am. It's not like I want to change my life completely, change my name etc. It is still me, just happier and more peaceful. I need my family and friends to understand that. Most of them don't know yet that I decided to become Muslim and it will be a big challenge for me to tell them, because Islam is usually shown in a very negative way in my country.
Thank you for reading it! Actually I don't have many people to talk about this with here. Most of my friends are atheists and I think that they just wouldnt understand it 🤷‍♀️

Asalaamualaikum Hi I’m xxxx off Facebook.

Before Islam I was a goth.

I was practising witchcraft and tarot cards etc and believed in a universal energy.

I listened to metal etc and was getting tattooed/pierced all the time.

I was a generous and kind person, but living as far from Islam as you could imagine.

My brother reverted and I wanted to be respectful about his choices so, I started to ask a revert friend more questions and, learn more about Islam and found the truth that had been missing in my life.

So, during Ramadan I took my shahada and left all the bad stuff behind.

I wore hijab from day one and, was striving to learn my prayer and as much as I could so as to not go back to my old ways.

3 and a half years later and I’m still Muslim and never been happier.

I have a great circle of Allah SWT loving sisters and, am accepted for who I am, something I never had before. Alhumdulilah

Thank you for reading.

Asalaamu aliakum, sisters. I wanted to relay a story from yesterday. I reverted to Islam 25 years ago,

was actively practising until I moved to a very remote area of Alaska, which at the time seemed like a good financial decision. In actuality, it took me so far away from Islam that it’s taken me 20 years to find a way back.
After a nasty divorce, I’m trying to rebuild my life with my 5 children that are still at home. I’ve been covering in a turban style for 2 years, not telling my children that I was actually Muslim. My divorce decree makes it where I can’t have the children join any religion, so I kept my practice secret. I told them yesterday that they might see me praying, and I told them why. My 9 year old said, “yeah, sometimes when I’m awake really early I’ve seen you praying. No big deal.”
And yesterday I told them all at dinner that I was going to start wearing my scarf around the front, like a Muslim. My 15 year old asked, “is that because you ARE a Muslim?” I said yes, and he started asking me lots of questions, very respectfully. My 13 year old said he didn’t care at all and gave me a hug, and the younger 3 were like “no big deal.” They were all every accepting, aldamduallah.
Turns out they thought I was going to start wearing niqab, and they were supporting me no matter what. When I told them that I only meant that I would be wearing hijab style and not a turban, my 15 year old seemed relieved.
But the thing I was most afraid of, letting my kids know I’m Muslim, turned out to be a non-issue. But I suppose real bravery is when you do something scary, and are prepared to accept any outcome.
Sisters, be brave.

My daughter had a friend in high school who wore hijab, and my daughter was asking me about Islam and what the religion believed .

My first university course was on World Religions, and I remember they cut out some chapters, and apparently Islam was one of them. So I didn't know anything and told my daughter I would learn about it to tell her. I went to an Islamic bookstore to get information for her, and the brother there pointed to a basic book called "The Spirit of Islam," by Afif A Tabbarah. I only got into the first chapter and knew it was the Truth. I took my shahada a few weeks later, on my own, in the locker room at my work, using a hospital sheet as a hijab. And a week later I took my shahada at a local masjid with 20 sisters all around me. That was almost 25 years ago, alhamdulillah.

Shahada Members share there Experience Strength and Hope

“Most of us , if not all off us Can remember the day of our reversion . It is usually described as one of euphoria and lots of tears . Soon after that the reality kicks in and so begins our journey on this path. Shaitan is ever ready to make sure  we fail and we can be assaulted with many, may Challenges that can have us feeling like we Want to go back . Take heart . Keep going . This is one of the many test we must go through”