Stories Of New Muslims


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  • Stories Of New Muslims



  • 13. Mrs. 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 Quran, 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.
    Alhamdulillah, 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.

    Shariffa A Carlo (Al
    Andalusia)

     

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