The story of how I reverted to al Islam is a story of plans. I made plans; the group I was with made plans, and Allah made plans. And Allah is the Best of Planners.
When I was a teenager, I came to the attention of a group of people with a very sinister agenda. They were and probably still are a loose association of individuals who work in government positions but have a special agenda — to destroy Islam. It is not a governmental group that I am aware of, they simply use their positions in the US government to advance their cause.
One member of this group approached me because he saw that I was articulate, motivated and very much the women’s rights advocate. He told me that if I studied International Relations with an emphasis in the Middle East, he would guarantee me a job at the American Embassy in Egypt.
He wanted me to eventually go there to use my position in the country to talk to Muslim women and encourage the fledgeling women’s rights movement. I thought this was a great idea. I had seen the Muslim women on TV; I knew they were a poor oppressed group, and I wanted to lead them to the light of 20th-century freedom.
With this intention, I went to college and began my education. I studied the Quran, Hadith and Islamic history. I also studied the ways I could use this information. I learned how to twist the words to say what I wanted them to say. It was a valuable tool. Once I started learning, however, I began to be intrigued by this message. It made sense. That was very scary. Therefore, in order to counteract this effect, I began to take classes in Christianity.
I chose to take classes with this one professor on campus because he had a good reputation and he had a PhD in Theology from Harvard University. I felt I was in good hands. I was, but not for the reasons I thought. It turns out that this professor was a Unitarian Christian. He did not believe in the trinity or the divinity of Jesus. In actuality, he believed that Jesus was a prophet.
He proceeded to prove this by taking the bible from its sources in Greek, Hebrew and Aramaic and show where they were changed. As he did this, he showed the historical events which shaped and followed these changes. By the time I finished this class, my deen [religion] had been destroyed, but I was still not ready to accept Islam. As time went on, I continued to study, for myself and for my future career. This took about three years.
In this time, I would question Muslims about their beliefs. One of the Individuals I questioned was a Muslim brother with the MSA [Muslim Students’ Association]. Alhamdulillah, he saw my interest in the deen and made it a personal effort to educate me about Islam. May Allah increase his reward. He would give me dawah [i.e. tell me about Islam] at every opportunity which presented itself.
One day, this man contacts me, and he tells me about a group of Muslims who were visiting in town. He wanted me to meet them. I agreed. I went to meet with them after Ishaa [night] prayer. I was led to a room with at least 20 men in it. They all made space for me to sit, and I was placed face to face with an elderly Pakistani gentleman.
Masha’Allah, this brother was a very knowledgeable man in matters of Christianity. He and I discussed and argued the varying parts of the bible and the Quran until the fajr [dawn prayer]. At this point, after having listened to this wise man tell me what I already knew, based on the class I had taken in Christianity, he did what no other individual had ever done. He invited me to become a Muslim.
In the three years, I had been searching and researching, no one had ever invited me. I had been taught, argued with and even insulted, but never invited. May Allah guide us all. So when he invited me, it clicked. I realized this was the time. I knew it was the truth, and I had to make a decision.
Alhamdulillah [All praise be to Allah], Allah opened my heart, and I said, “Yes. I want to be a Muslim.” With that, the man led me in the Shahadah [the testimony of faith] – in English and in Arabic. I swear by Allah that when I took the shahadah, I felt the strangest sensation. I felt as if a huge, physical weight had just been lifted off my chest; I gasped for breath as if I were breathing for the first time in my life. Alhamdulillah, Allah had given me a new life — a clean slate — a chance for Jannah [Paradise], and I pray that I live the rest of my days and die as a Muslim. Ameen.
From Destroyer to Believer: How I Became Muslim | Dr Shariffa Carlo Al Andalusia
My story is a story of Plans. I planned, the people I was with planned and Allah (Subhanna Alla wa Taala) Planned, and Allah is the Best of Planners.
I was a typical American woman. A woman whose plans of taking the Muslim woman out of darkness to the light of the 21st Century, took me on a detour where I discovered that it was I, who was in darkness and I who had to discover the light. Alhamdulillah, Allah Showered me with Light and Guidance.
My study of the Quran and hadith to find ways to misguide Muslim women, teach them about women’s rights, personal freedoms, the oppression of hijab and the backwardness of Islam turned out to be my salvation, when I realized that the beautiful message of Islam fulfilled true human rights, was the greatest treasure imaginable and was the only path to actual freedom by lifting me out of the oppression I had been indoctrinated with, the idea that a woman, that her body and her dignity were the objects of public consumption. Islam saved me.
I realized that I had been oppressed by the idea that by removing clothing, by trying to be like a man, by accepting that the special nature of womanhood was less than the special nature of manhood, I was denying the grandness, the immensity, the gift that is my womanhood, my priceless nature, which should be preserved, treasured and uplifted, not denigrated, humiliated or commercialized.
I am now a proud Muslim woman: a teacher, a student, a follower and a lover of Islam. alhamdulillah!