When Belief Became Faith
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Submitted by sexynomz on 06/30/2008 05:21 PM
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When Belief Became Faith
Growing up as a Muslim in a country where Christianity surrounds one was not as easy as one perceives. Through out my child hood my parents drilled in to my mind the fundamentals of Islam, they taught me everything Muslims should know about Islam, from prayers five times a day to Islamic morals. As I was growing up, I believed in Islam but was not sure if it really was the right religion to pursue. Many of my friends considered me different, or abnormal when I followed Islamic rules at school. There response to my behavior was very peculiar, which always left me wondering if I was being brought up in a façade of religion. Until my trip a trip to Saudi Arabia, Islam's Holy Land, left an impact on me that I will never forget.
It was not till last summer, when I visited Mekkah, where lies the Mosque Haram-Sharif, which in itself sits the Holy Kaba, the home of Allah. I had always seen pictures of the Mosque, but never realized the significance of its presence. When I walked in to the Mosque and saw the many thousands of people sitting around it and praying to Allah towards the Kaba (which stood just the way it has been shown in many pictures), I felt my heart sink a mile. Then only did I realize my mistake for doubting my religion in the past. As I looked around I saw every single race, ethnic background possible. It was the one and only place I have entered in my life where the colors of someone's skin, or someone's physical features were not even a slight issue, everyone was "one", a Muslim.
As I prayed to Allah in front of the Kaba, I felt a presence of something inside of me that I had never experienced before. It made my prayers and actions more meaningful to me; it brought a certain level of happiness inside me and in what I was doing at the present time. I learned that this certain feeling I was experiencing was faith, faith in my religion, Islam. It was not till that moment I realized that Islam is...
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