Many years ago I married a muslim man. Before I met him, I’d never met or spoken with a muslim person, as far as I knew. I was a non-practising catholic at the time. I had no intention of becoming muslim, and was happy having no real religion as such, just living my life as good a person as possible. My husband and I discussed that when we have children, they would be raised as muslims, and I was perfectly happy with this decision.
My husband doesn’t have any family here in Australia. He has found it very hard to teach and guide our 3 children as muslims, when he is their only role model and teacher. So I decided to attend some classes and workshops to learn more, so I can help him in teaching our children.
All this time, I never stopped believing in God. Although I’d lost my catholic “faith”, I hadn’t lost faith in God. For many years I felt lost spiritually, and really wanted to connect to something, but I just didn’t know what.
Attending these classes was amazing. I learnt things that opened my eyes, and therefore opened my heart. My heart and soul felt pulled in such a way I had never felt before. During the 2nd of the 3 classes, I felt like I’d been hit by a bolt of lightening. I was hooked. I loved so much about this religion, and now I wanted to become a muslim.
Initially I was concerned, wondering if it’s the right thing, but driving home after that class, I knew without a doubt it was the right thing for me.
A few weeks later I took my testimony of faith, and I am the happiest, most calm I’ve been in many, many years. I am so glad I took this decision, and it has lead me to meeting the most amazing people. I now have a wonderful extended “family”, and I feel like we’ve known each other for years, but it’s only been months.
I’m so glad I listened to my instincts and didn’t ignore what I was feeling. I love the choice I’ve made, and I believe my life is better than ever because of it.
Posted anonymously, 30th June 2016