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Not Ready

Dec 7, 2022 | Articles, Conversion Stories

Islam, you keep pulling me in
Allah is pulling me closer

And how will I navigate through
The waters of islamophobia

How would I live in a majority non-Muslim Country and thrive as a convert

So many worries but also,
So much comfort as my path begins to unfold

Are you right about that I am just not willing, Or am I just in need of my own pace?

I am not ready yet
But already feel like becoming a convert

I am drawn in and pulled by a force
So much greater than magnetism

Anonymous

Why I Became Muslim

As a child, I was known by my family as the one who never finished things. I was quick to stop things as soon as I started them; I sulked throughout my ballet lessons and left rugby in tears. One thing I was unwavering in, however, was my belief in God. I was adamant...

Silja’s Story

I grew up in a secure and loving home in a tiny village in the Swiss countryside. This village gave me the best childhood memories and until now, it is the place I call home (pictured above). My family moved there when I was about five years old. My parents wanted my...

The Journey Home: Samantha’s Story

All my life I’ve been a deep thinker and dreamer, always wondering at my place and purpose in this world. My education and deep love of nature took me down a scientific route, but I’m also very creative and curious. It’s this part of me that was drawn to philosophical...

Michelle’s Story

I have supported children and adults with additional needs most of my working life and it was work where my journey began. I was brought up in an Atheist family and lived in a 95% White area so never had the chance to meet people from other cultures and religion. I...

Catherine’s Story

My journey to Islam started in a pub on Green Lane, Small Heath, Birmingham. I was seven years old and we lived in a big old Victorian pub that was crumbling even then and eventually knocked down. By the time my family lived there, Small Heath was almost completely a...

Rahima’s Story

I went to the mosque on February 8th 2019, with an inquisitive mind and returned home as a Muslim. As I was about to start a 6 months internship in Nottingham. I reunited with a high school friend, I hadn’t seen for over 4 years after leaving Nairobi, although we were...

Lauren’s Story

Finding Peace in the Holy Land is a perfectly timed memoir told with brisk honesty and sharp humour. Sweeping from the suburbs of North London to the olive groves of Palestine, it explores a life of excess-to-spirituality impacted by the struggle of a distant people....

Khalil’s Story

It is the mid-1970s, Sunday morning, in a comfortable middle-class catholic church in Edgware, halfway through the service, I see a tired, distressed, dirty looking man come up the aisle to the front and try to speak, “Oh father, help ….!” I was born in the early...

Claire’s Story

For the last 10 years, Islam has been in my peripheral as I explored what I believed; steadily finding the confidence and conviction to admit I believed in a higher power, in God. I still remember being at a friend’s family party and listening to an imam recite the...

Na’eema’s Story

For teenagers growing up in the West today, they see and experience things that many people in the Middle East haven’t even heard of. So at age 14, I thought I knew everything, and with this, I felt I had the world on my shoulders. I had an amazing group of friends,...

Zahara’s Story

I took my shahada[1] in September 2010 but my interest in Islam had started about a year before. I always had a connection to God growing up even though neither of my parents followed a religion. I would talk to Him, nothing too deep, it would be more along the lines...

Sofia’s Story

I met my fiancé, Muhammad, four years ago while studying at University, we were both on the same course and got to know each other well. At the time I had very few Muslim friends, I was curious about his religion and we talked about it a lot. Through our...

Jade’s Story

My journey to Islam was a long one. It started (unbeknownst to me) when I became pregnant at 16. When I was 3 months pregnant, I told my boyfriend that I wanted to get our baby christened as I believe religion gives a child a moral compass. He flat out refused and...

1 Comment

  1. Noon

    Brilliant writing! I thoroughly enjoyed it!

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