Throughout
my early teenage years I visited many churches including the
Catholic Church, the Seventh Day Adventist Church, the
Mormons, and the Jehovah witnesses. I found that what they all
had in common was that they professed monotheism but actually
believed in more than one God. I found it strange that grown
up people could think so illogically. At that time Islam was
not on my mind because I had come to think it was an Asian
religion. When I was a young teenager I didn’t know anything
about Islam. As West Indians we always looked at Asians as
having strange religions—idol worship and so on. So I ended
up putting Islam into that category. At that time I felt Islam
was not an option for me.
When
I was eleven, my brother was learning about Islam. I found out
in later years that he had actually embraced the religion but
kept it somewhat secret. He always told me not to drink
alcohol, date, or take drugs and so on. I listened to him and
so was kept away from many dangers. The fact that he instilled
these moral values in me was the beginning of a foundation of
Islam in my heart. I had already stopped eating pork and in my
heart I always believed there was only One God.
I
was a person who spoke out and fought for what I believed. I
had a positive view of life—taking care of the environment,
speaking out against racism, and so on, and this led me to
understand Islamic principles and later to recognize them when
I read the Qur’an. Then one day my friend told me I should
go to Hyde Park where they have a place for people to speak
freely on any subject. The Muslims were a common sight there
talking to the public about Islam. On that particular day
Abdul Raheem Green, from London Central Mosque, was speaking
and my heart was touched. He spoke about Prophet Muhammad
(peace be upon him) in such a beautiful, simple, and
attractive way that he had all my attention. I already
believed in the other prophets. I knew they never sought the
world and he explained that Muhammad (peace be upon him) was
like them but the difference was that he was the final prophet
in the long chain of prophethood that had begun with Adam, the
first man (peace be upon him). Therefore, Muhammad (peace be
upon him) concluded the divine message to mankind.
I
already had belief in One God and I understood the importance
of morality, so learning about the significance of the
Qur’an and the role of Muhammad (peace be upon him) sealed
my understanding. It was simple and understandable to me. That
night I decided that I didn’t want to die in a state of
hesitation, so I determined to make the Shahadah. My
friend’s brother had become a Muslim at 17 years of age, so
I went to her house to see her brother and make Shahadah. In
my own little world I did not realize that I had already
become a Muslim in my heart so my Shahadah simply confirmed
what I already was.
They didn’t understand that Christ was already in my heart but he is loved my me as a prophet and messenger of Allah; not in the way they loved him. |
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I
started attending lessons held by Abdul Raheem Green. I learnt
more about the basic beliefs in Islam and the importance of
Tawhid and the significance of these beliefs in everyday life.
The lessons were very spiritual and motivated us to learn more
and do more. From there I started to talk about Islam to my
family and in my school. At school I started a prayer room and
there we used to have discussions at lunchtime. From this many
students were attracted to Islam. A lot of the influence came
from the seeds my brother had planted in my heart long ago.
The advice he gave us to keep away from harmful immoral
actions and behavior held me in good stead until I came to
understand Islam more fully. When he was just 12 years old my
brother was already praying and reading Qur’an even though
no one else in the family was Muslims. He influenced me so
much.
The
main obstacles I faced were peer pressure from the West Indian
community particularly when it came to hijab. Even though I
wasn’t wearing a full hijab the male teachers in my school
would pressure me and belittle me in an attempt to take it
off. Most of the kids at school that turned to Islam through
the prayer room and study circle were born Muslims who had
lost their identity, as well as some who reverted.
I
used to attend a performing arts school but when I accepted
Islam I stopped performing in front of men and this was a big
sacrifice for me and caused a lot of pressure as teachers
tried to coax me to continue because I was good at this. My
faith was strong so I trusted in Allah and became determined
to follow the rules regardless of what people might say,
think, or do.
The
thing that attracted me to Islam was that it coincided with my
instinctive belief in One God; I always thought it was an
insult to put partners with Him.
At
one point my family took me to Jamaica to visit my extended
family there who were Christians. They built churches and were
very active in their community, so when I told them about my
conversion to Islam, they told me: their prayers are
ritualistic; their clothes are a costume; their women are
oppressed, and basically they were determined to put Christ
back into my heart. They didn’t understand that Christ was
already in my heart but he is loved my me as a prophet and
messenger of Allah; not in the way they loved him.
I
was 15 years old, but I refused to attend church and I
didn’t go swimming with them or attend functions when men
and women mixed socially. I was determined to have the right
to swim in a women’s area. They thought I was just going
through a phase and that I’d change. So far, five members of
my family have accepted Islam as a way of life. All Praise and
Thanks be to Allah.