How I converted to Islam

A lot of people have different reason to choose why they change religions from that which they were raised. Some disagree with their beliefs. Some just want to explore and have found something more fulfilling. For some people things take a darker turn.

I was raised in a protestant family but attended a catholic school and church. I had believed I was safe there. But I was told that it was my fault that Jesus died and that because of my sins he was killed. This broke my heart. I couldn't accept this at first.

When I turned 16 I went to go see the Passion of the Christ and that's when things went downhill. I left the theater within the first 30 minutes of the movie because it was so upsetting. Even though I watched it more than once, trying to make some sense of wither it was something made up or if it was actual accounts, it messed me up.

I also couldn't stand Demons being blamed for our wrongdoings, even though they tempt us. I always felt we are responsible for our own sins and faults. I felt it was hypocritical. I also felt it was wrong.

So I looked into other religions; Judism, Buddhism, Satanism, Demonolatry, Wicca, etc. But I also looked into Islam and the Quran. I really liked it.

So I sat down and prayed to God one day and asked him what relgion I belonged to. The first word that came to mind was Islam. So I believed that was my answer. So I registered to free muslim classes and started to take them.

I also started to look things up on the internet such as praying, etc. It seemed like a very good religion to get into. I was very excited. I also read women didn't have to attend mosque. I had no money for mosque. So I was glad I could worship from home.

I started reading about their holidays and came across Ramadan, It seemed very interesting. It was a celebration when the muslims received the Quran from the prophet Mahommad.

I had so many negative emotions behind where I was raised that it was time for a change.

The emotions inflicted to me

I felt severe depression and sadness. I felt like I was worth nothing sometimes. But I also was upset knowing Jesus had to suffer for 9 hours on the cross the way he did with everyone thinking it was funny. It also made me angry at the people who did it. Jesus, however, forgave them. I had wished it was me instead of Jesus, even though it wasn't my place.

I love Jesus, I love God, I even love demons. I wanted to stay as close as I could. I couldn't worship demons because those who do don't believe in God and neither did Buddhist. Judism was ok.

I felt like I hated myself. I also felt demons hated me when I didn't do anything or have anything against them. I felt afraid as well. I was afraid of hell and losing God's love and not having his forgiveness. I wanted to just go to sleep and never wake up at the time.

I had emotions between confused, angry, sad, and scared. I was mentally scarred. I had to get out.

So, these are the reasons why I decided to join Islam. Islam looked like a peaceful religion and I didn't have to leave God. I could finally stay. I'm still learning as I go along. I'm enjoying the classes and planning how to pray at work.

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