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Breaking Free!

My Journey From Islam

by Cyn Dee


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I was born in the U.S. as a Christian, or at least I was called a Christian, as is the tradition of anyone born into the religion of his/her parents.  I began going alone to a local Baptist church when I was around ten years old.

The preacher scared me intensely, during one of the Sunday Sermons,  when he shook his stern pointer finger right towards me and said I was going to “hell in a hand basket“.  He was talking to the entire congregation, but at ten years old and no one there to explain things to me, I felt he was indicating hell for me personally and solely.

I walked reluctantly up the church aisle a few times, between the ages of ten into my early twenties, to make a public profession of faith, more out of fear than understanding.  I couldn’t comprehend the concept of some of the doctrine of Christianity, like the Trinity.  

It was never explained to me about Jesus being the Word, as John speaks of in his Gospel.  I memorized John 3:16 -
“for God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosever believeth in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life”.

I was taught that He was the Son of God, but I really didn’t appreciate or assimilate the true essence of that statement.

My interpretation within the finite walls of my little pea brain, was that God was the mean and vengeful one and Jesus was the loving one who turned the other cheek.  The Holy Spirit played no part in my life at all. Since I could never begin to understand His role,  I just dismissed that part altogether.  I had no inkling of God’s undeniable character and deep and abiding love for me at that time.

I thought I was saved, but my walks up the aisle at church didn’t seem to quite take hold in my life.  I would become emotional at a church meeting or revival, but there was never a real change in my heart, nothing lasting.   Rather than try to study and pray more in hopes of making sense of it,  I turned from religion altogether when I was in my twenties.

My experience in church had become more of an emotional struggle than a spiritual awakening and personal walk with God.  It would be years before I tried to even speak to God again. I didn’t think He cared about me at all.  I no longer knew what to believe about the differing doctrines in the diverse churches and denominations I tried over that time. The more I saw in church, the more confused and skeptical I became. Church no longer played a role in my life at all. I became totally lost and thrown off balance by life’s circumstances, as I was naïve and perplexed about how to handle the trepidation of life.

I left God at church, and went out to find my own answers and seek my own way.  I would later learn that we are all here on this earth for a purpose. That purpose is to worship our Creator, our loving Heavenly Father.

In 1998, I met a Muslim man online in a chat room. He began telling me about Islam. I was so naive at that time about any and all religions,  and as far as I knew, Muslims were the people who worshipped cows.  I was completely ignorant on the topic. He promptly set me straight, informed me that this is not what Islam is about, and then proceeded to introduce me to a teacher at the Islamic Society of North America in a major U.S. city where I lived.  This encounter eventually would lead to a drastic and chaotic chain of events that would forever change my life. The next ten years of my life would give rise to a reign of horror unlike anything I had ever experienced in my life. That horror had a name - Islam.

I was given just enough of the teachings of Islam to be convinced that it was truly a religion of God, a religion of peace.  It came at a time in my life when I was looking for spiritual fulfillment from a Higher Power, and definitely a little peace in my life.  I believed in God, but that was about it.  The Muslims had me at an advantage, because my religious slate was practically clean. They could easily convince me of anything they wanted, and they did.

 

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