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Diane Charles Breslin, Ex-Catholic, USA (part 3 of 3)


My Journey to Islam

It took three full years of my searching and
studying Quran before I was ready to proclaim that I wanted to be a Muslim.  Of
course I feared the changes in clothing and habits, such as dating and drinking
to which I had become accustomed.  Music and dancing were a big part of my
life, and bikinis and mini skirts were my claim to fame.  All the while I had
no chance to encounter any Muslims, as there were none in my area except a few
immigrants who could barely speak English an hour’s drive away at the only
mosque in the state at that time.  When I would go to Friday Prayer to try and
check out what I was considering, I would receive furtive glances as I was
perhaps suspected of being a spy as was the case, and still is, in most Islamic
gatherings.  There was not a single Muslim American available to help me and,
as I said, all the immigrant population were rather chilly to say the least.

In the midst of this phase of my life, my dad
died of cancer.  I was at his bedside and literally witnessed the angel of
death remove his soul.  He was gripped by fear as tears rolled down his cheeks. 
A life of luxury, yachts, country clubs, expensive cars … for both him and mom,
all a result of interest income, and now it’s all over.

I felt a sudden desire to enter Islam quickly,
while there was still time, and to change my ways and not to continue blindly
seeking what I had been raised to believe to be the good life.  Shortly
thereafter I came to Egypt, and involved a long slow journey through the
miracle of the Arabic language and the discovery of the clear truth – God is
One, the Everlasting Eternal; Who never was born or gave birth and there is
nothing at all like Him.

It is also the resulting equality between humans
that attracted me most to that religion.  The Prophet Muhammad, may God praise
him, said that people are like teeth of a comb – all equal, the best being the
most pious.  In the Quran, we are told that the best are the pious ones.  Piety
involves love of and fear of God alone.  Yet before you can really be pious,
you must learn who God is.  And to know Him is to love Him.  I started learning
Arabic to read the word of Allah in Arabic as it was revealed.

Learning the Quran has changed every facet of my
life.  I no longer wish to have any earthly luxuries; neither cars nor clothes
nor trips can lure me into that web of vain desires which I was so caught up in
before.  I do enjoy a fairly good life of a believer; but as they say… it is no
longer embedded in the heart…only at hand.  I don’t fear the loss of my
former friends or relatives – if God chooses to bring them close, then so be
it, but I know that God gives me exactly what I need, no more – no less.  I
don’t feel anxious or sad anymore, nor do I feel regret at what has passed me
by, because I’m safe in the care of God – THE ONE AND ONLY whom I always knew
but didn’t know His name.

A Prayer For America

I pray to Almighty God to allow each and every
American the opportunity to receive the message of the Oneness of God in a simple,
straightforward fashion…  Americans are, for the most part, grossly uninformed
in regards to correct Islamic theology.  The stress is almost always on
politics, which focuses on the deeds of men.  It’s high time we concentrated on
the deeds of the prophets who all came to lead us out of the darkness and into
the light.  There is no doubt that darkness is prevailing in the malaise
affecting America now.  The light of truth will serve us all, and whether or
not one chooses to follow the Islamic path, there is no doubt that the blocking
of it or the hindering of others from following it will surely lead to further
misery.  I care very much for the healthy future of my country, and I’m quite
certain that learning more about Islam will enhance the chances of my hopes
being fulfilled.


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