Jhn 8:32 (Former Muslim)
Testimony of Leaving Islam
I come from a moderate Muslim background. Both my parents are physicians who studied abroad. My Daddy always wanted us to have the BEST education out there at the time. My Daddy’s the kind of man who would always put his family first. He would go out of his way and sacrifice all that he has for the sake of family. God bless is soul, for he passed on to a better place several years back. Anyway, when we were young, he would travel with us all around the world during our summer vacations, since he wanted us to learn about the world, different cultures, etc. I remember as a kid how he was never bothered by what I studied or did in life as long as I did it wholeheartedly, even if it meant becoming a dancer. I had a real cool Dad! :) The best thing my Daddy did for us is that he never once tried controlling our thoughts or stood in our way of thinking. He wanted us to have freedom of thought, explore and reach our own conclusions in life - right or wrong - through our own beliefs. Told you my Daddy was cool. :) I studied abroad as a child and as an adolescent. My upbringing at home was very western. So as you can see, I lived in a healthy environment with loving parents and a tight knit family.
Now a little about myself. Since childhood, I was a very spiritual person. I would see God everywhere; in a kind act, the fresh air that we breathe, a smile, etc. And to top it off, I’m a deep thinker by nature. I would always try to make sense out of everything, try to understand and comprehend why things work the way they do, etc. Let’s just say I have a mind of a scientist – I like to go with reason.
Therefore, in matters of faith, every time I try to make sense of anything in the Islamic faith, none of it would make any sense to me. Plus I find it to be a harsh and violent faith; more like a cult, I’d say. So for someone who sees God everywhere and believes that God is nothing but love, Islam wasn't resonating well with me. I always felt Christian at heart since childhood and I would always be drawn to it as well. In fact, if you were to map my thoughts to the thoughts of a Protestant church, you would find an exact match. I found my calling! :) Moving on… So as I grew older, wiser and more mature, I watched myself become less and less tolerant to nonsense and crap in a faith that doesn't make any sense. At this point, I’m already on the edge of renouncing my faith.
So during the month of Ramadan of 2012, an Arabic series by the title, “OMAR” was to air on one of the satellite channels, and the irony of it is that I never watch Arabic shows, since I find them lame and boring, but I was intrigued by this one and I wanted to give it a fair chance. When it aired, I totally did not expect to see what I did! I was shocked, appalled and I almost fainted! Especially when they claimed that the series was historically accurate based on several scholars’ research. And that’s when I couldn't take it any longer and had renounced my faith. I was petrified at first for what I did, but God kept sending me signs letting me know that it was okay. As a matter of fact, I was reassured over and over again with a feeling in my heart that I did the right thing.
Ever since then, I have had no regrets, no frustration living a lie and I am at peace with myself. I know in my heart of hearts that I did the right thing and I can now say that I am truly happy! :) God bless!