Many may ask why a young,
Canadian-born, Caucasian woman would embrace a religion that not only
supposedly oppresses women, but takes all her freedom and independence and is
treated as a second class citizen.
As a Canadian revert to Islam, I can only present my personal experience and reasons for rejecting the freedom, that women claim to have in this society, in favour of the only religion that truly liberates women by giving us a status and position which is completely unique when compared to non-Muslim counterparts.
As a child growing up in a
non-religious home, I often asked my parents if there was a God, who is He,
and where die He come from? Their response was always, believe in what you
want to believe. This confused me, because many of my friends had religions,
and I never understood why I didn't.
It wasn't until I was in high
school when I learned about religion in my social studies class, and remember
vividly how my teacher told us women in Islam have no rights, women are denied
education, must be circumcised, and how women must obey men, otherwise, the
men can beat them.
My teacher pretty much made me look stupid; however some of my friends believed me. I continued talking to Khaled at work about Muslim women and was very curious about the role of Muslim women. I have to admit that I never agreed all the time with what Khaled said, but I was also a non-believer at that time, and never understood fully what Islam was. I was (and still I am) always fascinated with how the Muslim women would cover themselves, they always seemed to have the look of peace on their faces. I would never have guessed that I would one day be one of those ladies who is fully covered.
Two years later, Khaled and I were married and had our first child, Alhamdulillah. It wasn't until one year after my second child was born, Alhamdulillah, when I began to feel depressed and adrift, feeling a large spirituality void. I felt there was a big chunk of my life still missing. This was when I began to read about various religions, and it wasn't until I bought a translation of the Holy Quran when I finally understood the true meaning of life, and our Allah (God), that there is no God but He (Laa Ilaaha illa-llahu). The Quran answered all the questions I was looking for, and some that I never even thought of.
One week before the holy month of Ramadhan, I taught myself to pray memorized two suras, and said my shahada (Subhaanallah, Alhamdulillah- Glory be to God, all thanks and praise to God). I no longer felt adrift and I believed in God. It was like having the feeling and guidance from Allah Ta'ala.
Wearing the scarf for the first time made me feel as though I had more peace, I was someone, not only a someone, but a Muslim. I was (and am) protecting myself from all evil. I felt a lot more closer to Allah, because He has ordained women in the Noble Quran to cover themselves.
I know in my heart that it bothered my husband a lot to have a wife who did not only embrace Islam, but to see her practicing it when he wasn't. My husband and I have no differences anymore in terms of raising our children (as Muslims), and have never been so happy since he and I started practicing Islam.
My life has changed a lot since I embraced Islam (all for the best), and I'm loving every minute of it! I recommend it to everyone out there, whether a Muslim, Christian, Jew, Hindu, to pick up a copy of the Noble Quran and to read not just some of it, but all of it. May God give everyone the strength and courage that He has given me during the past year.
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