Trail of Tears
Sinur's Story
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What troubled me was that the
same character in the book of my mom was also in
the Qur'an. And I remembered reading in Peter's
confession that Jesus is the Son of God while
the Qur'an denied it. So I wanted to know why it
was different. One day, without realizing what
would happen, I took both books (Injil, and
Qur'an) and showed them to my uncle and asked
him why they were conflicting. He demanded,
"Where did you get this book?" I said my mom hid
it. He took it out of my hand and put it in a
wood heater that we had. The book was burned to
ashes. The only gift I had from my mom was gone. READ
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An Untold
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was born in rural Turkey, in a village.
Generally Turkish women enjoy many freedoms,
which our Arab sisters can’t even think of.
Rural Turkey is a different story.
She writes about her sister who got pregnant out
of wedlock. "Alas, my sister had miscalculated
my father’s love for her and his obsession with
his religion. He became furious. Instead of
letting the two young lovers marry and build
their nest of love, he took her to the religious
elders and they ruled that she had committed
adultery. She was sentenced to death by stoning.
They showed no mercy even for her unborn child.
She had stained the “honour” of the family and
the only way to remove that stain was to nip her
life in the bud."
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Just out of Prison in Iran
Zana meets an Angel
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On
the bus, I was sitting next to a man. He opened
his bag and took out a sandwich which was
wrapped in newspaper. I was very hungry since I
had not eaten regular food in almost six months.
I did not want to look at his food but I just
couldn't stand the smell of the kabobs. He
turned around and asked me if I would like one.
Without hesitating as we usually do in Iranian
culture, I asked for one. Instead of one, he
gave me two out of the three that he had with
him. I asked for his name and he said that his
name was Yacub. I had never heard that name
before. So I asked, "What kind of name is this?"
He said "Hebrew". "Ahh, so you are a Jew?" I
asked back. "No, I am a Christian", he said. I
had heard a lot of negative things about
Christians in the Quran so I did not want to get
into a conversation about Christianity. But
something inside me made me wonder why he
believed in it (Christianity)? I asked if he
believed that Jesus was the son of God. The
answer was yes. How could God have a wife? How
could God have sex? He started explaining that
to say that God had sex with Mary is the
greatest sin. But rather Jesus is the son of God
in a spiritual way and not like the way we are
born. And we never say that God ever had a wife,
we believe in a holy God. I wanted to stop the
conversation and begin a different subject. I
could not think of any other subject, so I asked
him why he was going to Kurdistan. He said that
a friend needed some help with something. I
asked for his name he said Zana. That was my
name. But I thought it was a different person.
He opened his bag and very quietly gave me a
Bible. He put it in my bag. He knew that if
someone saw him with that book it could cost him
his life. I asked what it was. He told me that I
would find out later.
We
got to Mahabad and I got off the Bus before he
did. I got my bag and was waiting outside for
Yacub (Jacob) to come off, but the bus was empty
and he still had not come out. I went to the
driver and asked him where the man sitting next
to me had gone? To my astonishment and confusion
he said, "There was no man sitting next to you."
Was I crazy or what? I said maybe I was
dreaming. But I still had the taste of the
sandwich in my mouth. I still had the book in my
bag. What was Yacub? Who was he? Why didn't he
go to his friend's house? Then I remembered that
the friend's name was Zana and only then
realized he meant me.
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Comment from
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Dear Ali Sina,
I'm writing to you to show my deep respect for
your work. I'm
now almost 65 years old. If you can, please
dedicate some time to an old man.
I'm myself an apostate (though I don't like this
word as it's too pompous). I left Islam 40 years
ago after I had left my mother country which is
Oman (nowadays I'm living in the USA ). So,
coming back to my point, I left Islam long ago
and at that time there was nothing dangerous or
interesting in it. My American friends didn't
understand my deed since nobody was interested
in Islam or Muslims. And Muslim communities in
the US were small and I didn't fear to be killed
by fanatics. Nowadays I'm retired and as I have
some free time, I decided to make a little
research into the present state of Islam and
Muslims.
I looked through different sites but I couldn't
find any critical sites about Islam. I found
only sites of devout Muslims who can't imagine
that some people dare to question Islam or even
leave it. And a few months ago I found your
site. I'm very happy that there are ex-Muslims
like you and some of them are great scholars
like you. My daughter is working in Amnesty
International and I informed her about your
site. Let us hope that human rights
organizations will not just help Muslims but
will also fight their rotten ideology.
And could you please answer some questions?
1) As I've mentioned, I'm from Oman . That is a
very interesting country with interesting
culture. Oman is a mixture of Arab, African and
Indian traditions. I left Islam but I didn't
forget my culture. I'm still interested in Oman
. I like Islamic arts and calligraphy. I think
Arabic is a beautiful language. So, I want to
ask you: are you interested in your culture?
Iran has such an interesting history. Islam is
dangerous but Islamic culture as well as history
of Muslim countries are fascinating.
2) I'm very disturbed by the growing Muslim
population in Europe and here in America. Is it
dangerous in your opinion? They are breeding
like rabbits and sooner or later they will
become the majority. They will impose Sharia.
They will kill non-believers. They will veil our
women. Do you think it will happen? There are
many apostates but 1.3 billion Muslims still
believe in Allah.
Thank you for your time
Best regards,
Ali Read this and
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why they left jihad
Ex-terrorist Walid Shoebat speaks out |
As a young man, Shoebat was a
member of the Palestine Liberation Organization
, a terrorist group headed by Yasser Arafat.
“Our mission at first – we were growing up in
the West Bank – was: kill as many Jews as you
can,” Shoebat said.
Anani belonged to several Islamic terrorist
groups in Lebanon. By 14, he had already
committed his first murder, and he was just
getting started.
“Within four years, I had 223 points, which
means 223 kills,” Anani recalled. “And
two-thirds of them by daggers. I was trained in
what we call body combat.”
Growing up in the Middle East, Shoebat and Anani
were taught to wage jihad against all
non-Muslims, especially Jews. For years, they
did that.
And that makes their transformation into
Christian witnesses for Israel all the more
amazing. The two men have devoted their lives to
speaking out against radical Islam and standing
up for the Jewish state.
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Awakening at Last |
Awakening at Last
Dear Ali Sina,
I’m shocked, puzzled and astonished. As I’m
writing this, my whole life is going to pieces.
I was born in Pakistan and grew up in a very
religious family. Now I’m living in the USA, but
I still go to mosque, pray and lead a very
religious life. My wife wears hijab; she’s very
religious too. I should have used past tense
here.
My whole life was dedicated to Allah and
Mohammed. I never thought that it was possible
to leave Islam. Of course I was aware of
apostates but I considered them a bunch of
miserable people who would be burning in Hell
for eternity. And a few weeks ago my wife found
your site and began to read your articles. She
was shocked. I decided to look through your site
too as my wife’s behavior seemed really strange
to me.
Dear Mr. Sina, I have no words. I can’t express
my feelings because it was more than just a
shock. I think you must know what I’m feeling. I
prayed five times a day, I visited mosque, I
didn’t take photos of my daughter and I grew a
beard. But today I see the stupidity of all
these actions.
Certainly I never thought of murdering apostates
or non-believers. I knew that there were some
Suras about non-believers but I didn’t think
that they were so violent. I was ignorant.
Yesterday my wife went to work (she’s an
accountant) without her hijab. She said she was
able to see the world from a different
perspective. She says that hijab was more than
just a veil; it was a kind of a wall that
protected her from this beautiful world and made
her ignorant and narrow-minded. We didn’t go to
mosque last Friday and I don’t know what our
Imam is thinking.
We’ll have to move to another town or even state
but we don’t mind.
Dear Mr. Sina, you changed my whole life. I’m
still shocked and can’t understand what is going
on but I hope this first shock will pass. Thank
you for opening my eyes.
I just have one question. I hope that Bush will
do with Iran exactly what he has done with Iraq
. It’s the only way to stop stoning and hanging
of innocent people. What do you think?
M.L.
Dear M.L. |
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Sabrina's Story |
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Questions
like the following about Islam,
suddenly occurred to Sabrina that Mohammed, a
man whom her parents named “a perfect man”,
could have made up the Koran!
How could a prophet marry a 9-year-old girl? How
could a prophet have more than 20 wives and
concubines but at the same time command his
followers to have only 4 wives? Isn’t it strange
that God permitted Mohammed to have more than 4
wives? Decide for yourself. Make your own
investigation.
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Miraculous Salvation
of a second-generation Iranian Islamic
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Jesus appears to an old Muslim man in Iran
The dark side
- the Islamic Fear of Christianity. Just
as satan wails at a crucifix at an exorcism -
the Islamic cult member normally wails at the
mention of the Christian Bible. We say
cult member, because the fear, intimidation and
"brain washing" ongoing in Islam are similar to
how cults take total control of a person and
reduce them to slaves.
The booming voice
sounded again. It said; "Do you know who I
am? I am the Bread of Life."
Thinking the presence
was Allah, the amiable old man said, Allaho
Akbar, which means God is Great.
"No, you are
mistaken" came the voice.
"I am not Allah"
it said.
Immediately the old
man knelt down, and then a radiant figure (Jesus) appeared in front of him.
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An Islamic Imam rejects Islam
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All the contradictions in
the Qu'ran were really causing a problem for my
faith
The Qur'an says that Allah
desires to lead people astray (Surah 6:39 ,
126). He does not help those who are led astray
by him (Surah 30:29) and desires to use them to
populate hell (Surah 32:13).
A Night in the Dark
One evening I was taken outside behind the
building. I saw what looked like a small,
concrete room with no windows or doors. The only
opening was a skylight on the roof. They made me
climb a ladder to the top and demanded, “Get
in.” When I sat on the edge and put my feet down
in the opening, I felt water. I could also see
there was something swimming on the top of the
water. This is my grave, I thought. They are
going to kill me today. I slid down into the
opening and felt the water rise up over my body,
but then to my surprise I felt solid ground
under my feet. The water only came up to my
shoulders. Then rats, which were what I saw
swimming in the water, started crawling all over
my head and face. These rats had not been fed
for a very long time. My interrogators were
being clever. “This guy is a Muslim thinker,”
they said, “so we will have the rats eat his
head.” I was very scared for the first minute
after they closed the skylight. They left me
there all night and then came back the next
morning to see if I were alive. When the
skylight opened and I saw the sunlight, it was
hope for me that I had survived and was still
alive.
All that night not one rat bit me. They climbed
all over my head and in my hair and played with
my ears. One rat stood on my shoulders. I felt
their mouths against my face, but it almost felt
like kisses. I never felt a tooth. The rats were
utterly faithful to me. Even today when I see a
rat, I have a feeling of respect. I cannot
explain why the rats behaved this way. Meeting
with a Dear Friend The interrogation was not
over. Later the officers took me to the door of
a small room and said, “There is someone who
loves you very much who wants to meet with you.”
I asked, “Who is this?” I was hoping it was one
of my family members or a friend to visit me or
get me out of prison. They said, “You don’t know
him, but he knows you.” They opened the door to
the room, and inside I saw a big dog. There was
nothing else in the room. Two people took me
inside and then left me and shut the door. This
was the first time my heart cried out. In my
heart I cried to my Creator, You are my father,
my God. You are to look after me. How can you
leave me in these evil hands? I don’t know what
these people are trying to do to me, but I know
you will be with me and one day I will see you
and meet you.
I walked to the middle of the empty room and
slowly sat down cross-legged on the floor. The
dog came and sat down in front of me. Minutes
went by as this dog looked me over. I watched
his eyes move from top to bottom over and over
again. I went in my heart to prayer to the God I
did not yet know. The dog got up and started
walking in circles around me, liken animal about
to eat something. Then he came to my right side
and licked year with his tongue. He sat down by
my right side and just stayed there. I was so
exhausted. After he just sat there for a while,
I fell asleep. When I woke up, the dog was in
the corner of the room. He ran to me, as if to
say good morning. Then he licked my right ear
again and sat down again at my right side.
When the officers opened the door they saw me
praying with the dog sitting next to me. I heard
one say, “I can’t believe this man is a human
being. This man is a devil—he’s Satan.” The
other replied, “I don’t believe that. There is
unseen power standing behind this man and
protecting him.” “Which power? This man is an
infidel. It’s got to be Satan because this man
is against Allah.”
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A Sudanese Apostate
I am a 35 year old Ex-Muslim from Sudan |
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My belief changed about 3 years ago, when I
was asked about contradictions in the Quran by a
non-Muslim. I answered one question then he
threw me another, after that another and another
and another and so on. Because I was never
taught about the negative points, I was blind to
them all.
After that day, I decided to learn about my
religion, ALL of it, not what people said about
Islam, but what is authenticated in the Quran
and Hadiths. Wow, was I in tears or what. My
whole life was torn apart, twisted around, all
my life I was thinking that I was a good man and
done exactly what Allah has demanded from me and
it had just turned out to be a big pack of lies.
I studied Islam, inside out; as much as you, I
would like to say and for what I found out - I
left in a hurry.
Over the last 3 years, I exposed the truth
about Islam to firstly my brothers and sisters
and they exposed it to their wives and husbands
and children. I am proud to say that all 57 of
us are now apostates - but we still have firm
belief about the existence of Allah (swt).
Islam is a sick cult that instills terror
into people, murder, pedophiliac relationships,
insect, rape, slander, etc, etc. Islam is not a
religion - it is a cult, It is a political army
out to destroy the world. Mohammed was a sick
man who suffers from a mental disease and all
his followers are the same. The Quran, (so
called Word of God) is full of contradictions,
mathematical errors, scientific errors, moral
errors and so on.
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European Agnostic Thought Islam was for Him -
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since
english is not my mother toungue please don't
pick on me for poor writing/spelling
I started cruising the
internet for Islamic information, and there's a
lot of it out there! Now, they all present
themself in a nice way. So:
-Islam must surely be
misunderstood, I thought when I read those nice
quotes from the Quoran.
I kept this up for a while but
naturally I had to know more
about my new religion. Went to
the library, found a thick book
with green covers. Ahh; THE
QURAN! Started reading. The
foreword was written by the
translator wich was quit harch
on the prophet. -Ignorant man! I
thought.
-He must have misunderstood!
So after reading Sura number
one: -Yeah, I can accept that,
sure!
After reading sura number two:
-This is just as stupid as the
Bible... Is there something
wrong with the translation?
Muslims always talk about poor
translations...
Skimming the pages...sura number
nine: What da..? Isn't that a
little hard? Killing like mad
men. Wasn't the word islam
derived from the word Salam? It
was supposed two be about peace,
was it not?
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Free at Last -
Success in Leaving Islam |
Free At Last
2005/02/26
Apostate Success
I was born in an Islamic country to Muslim
parents, but I was raised in the United States.
Throughout my life, I considered myself to be a
Muslim, and I maintained a large arsenal of
uninformed apologies, explanations, and blind
denials to promote and defend Islam. Of course,
I had never once read the Qur'an, and I had
relied exclusively on what I heard from my
parents, my relatives, my Muslim friends, and
the Islamic media.
Then one day, at the age of 26, I decided to
read the Qur'an so that I could become a "better
Muslim." The first three pages alone shocked me
with their illogic and obvious contradictions
with the constant claim that Allah was the "most
merciful" and "most compassionate," but I closed
my eyes, gritted my teeth, held on tightly, and
pushed ahead with absolute certainty that it
would all be explained and would get better.
However, it only got worse -- much worse. After
reading the Qur'an, I realized that I couldn't
possibly endorse Islam as a religion, as a
philosophy, as a moral standard, as an ethical
code, or even as useful fiction. I determined
that these philosophies and this image of Allah
could only come from an extremely warped and
disturbed person who suffered from an
aggregation of the most severe and profound
human weaknesses.
Since 1996, I've read and re-read the Qur'an and
the Hadiths (which are even worse than the
Qur'an), and I've always reached the same
conclusion -- Islam is an absolute disaster for
the entire world, for Christians, for Jews, for
pagans, for atheists, for women, for children,
and, most of all, for Muslims themselves.
I've discussed Islam's fundamental weaknesses
endlessly with many relatives and friends, and
nobody has ever been able to respond in any
meaningful way. Nobody has ever been able to
manufacture any legitimate story that indicates
that Islam is a useful or positive force on this
earth. From the Islamic apologists, I hear that
somehow the Jews are responsible for my
betrayal. I hear that I've been "brainwashed" by
the media, which, according to them, is Jewish.
I hear that I need to understand Islamic
"history" to understand that the unlimited
illogic, cruelty, internal inconsistency, and
injustice. I hear that somebody, somewhere in
some distant Islamic country could validly
answer my questions, but the people I speak with
can say only that there is some good
explanation, but that they don't know enough to
tell me. Of course, when those allegedly wise
Muslims appear, they themselves can't possibly
answer the questions and they play the same game
-- it's the Jews, it's the media, I don't know
enough Islamic history to understand, and they
know somebody 8,000 miles away who could explain
it all to me. Ultimately, nobody can
sufficiently explain how the Qur'an is anything
other than arbitrary, cruel, unjust, evil, and
riddled with evidence that it is based on the
most profound human weaknesses. I don't use
those terms lightly or imprecisely or
emotionally. As a matter of dispassionate fact,
Islam -- as written in the Qur'an -- is
arbitrary, cruel, unjust, and evil, and it
contains endless conclusive evidence that the
founder of this "religion" suffered from the
most intense form of the worst human weaknesses
on earth.
Of course, my life has improved drastically
since I actually read the Qur'an and realized
the obvious human weaknesses from which it
originated. I sincerely hope that all Muslims
will read the Qur'an and simply think about
whether this religion comes from a good person
or a bad person, from an intelligent person or
from a fool, from good or from evil, from
compassion or from cruelty, from justice or
injustice, from decency or from depravity --
however anyone wants to define those terms.
I just found this site today, and I'm thrilled
to say that I've found here precisely what I've
been telling people for many years -- Islam is,
in fact, the problem for the entire world, but
the biggest problem on earth for Muslims
themselves. Unfortunately, in addition to
destroying themselves with Islam, the rest of
the world is likely to meet its end as soon as
true Muslims assemble the weaponry required to
destroy the earth.
It's absolutely imperative that the people who I
call "pretend Muslims" -- who are the vast
majority of people who call themselves Muslims
-- disassociate themselves from this bizarre
superstition called Islam and from the few
true-believers, who rely on the pretend Muslims
for their strength and legitimacy. President
Bush and others are dead wrong when they say
that Islam is a great and peaceful faith that
has been hijacked by a few extremists. In fact,
Islam is a vile and violent faith that
establishes extremism and that has been hijacked
by the pretend Muslims who, by their own human
decency, have given this barbaric superstition
the appearance of legitimacy to the uninformed.
Best wishes to all,
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Boyfriend Leaves Islam
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My Boyfriend Left Islam
My name is Hanna and I am from Australia. I am
dating a Muslim guy and a few months ago I
brought up the question of marriage. He said
that since I am a Buddhist he couldn’t marry me.
I asked him about getting married, having
children etc. He said we couldn't get
married because I was a pagan and his religion
strictly prohibits marriages with pagans.
Muslims replied that indeed Muslims could only
marry Jews and Christians. They immediately
decided to convert me and threatened me with
Hell via private messages. Of course I was put
off by this type of behavior but still thought
it would be right to learn more about Islam.
After a week or so of studying I found your
site. My boyfriend and I have been reading your
site and he said he didn’t want to be a Muslim
any longer. He now visits a shrink because he
has lost his identity. But he is no longer in
denial. He swore he would never even think of
Islam. I want him to be a Buddhist (at least for
some time so that it will be easier for him to
overcome his fears).
And we are getting married! Islam will not
prevent us from being happy.
Thank you so much! You saved my life and my
dreams!
P.S. He is going to mosque for the last time
this Friday and he wants to put secretly some of
your articles somewhere in the mosque. I know it
is dangerous but we are already leaving Sidney
so I hope Muslims won’t hurt us. He says there
are many potential apostates in the mosque + he
wants to free a few more people.
Dear Ali, I know you are extremely busy but my
boyfriend is so devastated.
He doesn't want to change his mind, not at all,
but I think he needs your support. Can you just
congratulate him? Please!!!!!
Best wishes,
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Why I
Became an Apostate
Rasheeda |
My name is Rasheeda, I discovered this website a
few days ago and I have spent close 8 hours
everyday on it, I became a Christian in 1999, I
had a very hard time getting used to becoming
one of the people of the book but in the end I
realized that it is better than being a Muslim.
I was born into nominal Muslim family, I was
born in the UK but my parents moved back to
Nigeria when I was 3, in Nigeria I was sent to a
madrasa with my younger brothers, my experience
of madrasa was like any other glorifying
muhammed, chanting things we didn't understand
all day long and showing absolute disrespect to
Christians and the other animists it was the
thing to do.
Anyway one of my elder brothers went to
University and got involved in the Wahabism
thing and that was when our lives changed, we
were urged to become better Muslims and we were
told all the fantastic stories of how Islam is
the answer to all of the worlds' problems. I
read Sayyid Qutb's Milestones when I was
sixteen, I became deeply spiritual and I
promised myself that if I was ever going to
remain Muslim I was going to be the best around.
I started wearing the hijab when I was 17 and my
parents decided that I should return to the UK
for my university education. When I was coming
to the UK all my brothers and sisters in Islam
thought I should not come because they thought
I’d lose my faith, this attitude from them made
me more determined to find out more about my
faith and prove them all wrong.
Lo and behold I came to the UK in 1995 and
bought all kinds of books registered with the
Islamic Vision and whatnot, in the end Islam
shot itself in the foot for I have to admit I
never read the whole of Quran ( it can be rather
cumbersome to read as you know. A lot of times
it is very repetitive and doesn't make sense)
but I read loads of Ahadith, the first seed of
doubt was planted when I read the following in
"Riyadh-us-Saliheeh" The prophet was once said
to Umar bin Khattab would you give your daughter
to someone better that Abu-Bakr, Uthman and Ali
to which Umar replied yes, then the prophet said
O Umar give your daughter to me. I was not meant
to think this but I remember what crossed my
mind was what an egotist. Why didn't he just say
he fancied his daughter rather than trying to
sound all righteous?
The stage was set and I began to read the bible
I realised that the teachings of Jesus were much
better but I still thought of the bible as
corrupted, it was at this juncture that I
realised that Muhammed actually borrowed a lot
from this “corrupted book”, most of the good
things he said can be found in the New
Testament. I dropped my veil and became a xtian.
Three years later, I was considering becoming a
Muslim again as I could not get to grips with
all the contradictions of the bible. I wanted my
conversion to be absolute this time around so I
started researching Islam again and to my utter
surprise I found out about the raids the prophet
perpetrated, the whole mess that was to unfold
right after his death every single one of his
companions were greedy for power and control.
The apologists are ever so quick to tell us that
the place of women in Islam equals no other;
they affirm this theory by telling us that Aisha
led a battle, what they never tell us is that
that battle was against Ali her step son-in-law,
the gruesome murder of Hussein. I just thought
to myself if this was what Islam offered then I
want no part in it.
I suppose I find it hard to not believe in God
because I was raised in Nigeria and I have seen
juju (voodoo) in action so I know that there has
to be something higher and better. I take the
teachings of Jesus to heart and I learn from
that of Paul as well but I do not accept all of
his teachings, if there is such a thing as
heaven or paradise religion is not what will
take me to it. The denominator of my faith is
the following statement by Thomas Paine:
“I believe in one God, and no more; and I hope
for happiness beyond this life. I believe the
equality of man, and I believe that religious
duties consist in doing justice, loving mercy,
and endeavoring to make our fellow-creatures
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Suraj survives Prison after renouncing Islam |
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When I arrived at the jail,
one of the guards asked why I was there. When I
told him it was because I was a Christian, he
called the barber to shave my head. They kept me
5 days in solitary confinement, and I was not
allowed to call my family or friends to tell
them where I was. The guards beat me and said I
could go free if I would renounce my faith in
Christ.
When I refused, the
officials transferred me to the prison for the
most dangerous criminals in the country. I was
never given a trial by a court of law.
I was put in a small room
in solitary confinement for the next 8 months.
Although it is a law that all prisoners should
have two blankets, when I asked for covers they
said, No. You are a Christian. You will not get
any covers. I slept on the rough cement floor,
no bed, no blankets and continued through the
winter without even the basic necessities other
prisoners were given. Despite the extreme cold,
I had an open window in my room and no heating.
I received one meal a day made of lentils.
The had of the prison told
me not to speak with anyone, as he was afraid
others would believe in Jesus Christ. When the
guard saw me speak with anyone, he would slap me
hard and push me. Once when I was speaking with
another prisoner who asked for a Bible, the head
of the prison beat me with a whip.
Many soldiers came to my
door and said, You are a very bad man. You are
an infidel. The door to my room was closed all
day except for a 5 minute break to go to the
rest room. The rest of the time I stayed alone
in my room.
Other prisoners were
allowed to leave their rooms freely from 9 in
the morning to 4 in the afternoon.
For a month and a half my
family did not know where I was. When they asked
for information, the police said they did not
know. I made the acquaintance of a prisoner who
was permitted to send letters out of the prison.
He sent messages to my family and friends,
telling them where I was. They came to the
prison but were told I was not there.
READ Suraj's
entire Story
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Ali's Story |
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As I opened it, I saw a verse
where it was written, "He who is in Christ is a
new creation, the old has gone and the new has
come." I thought to myself that all this time I
have been looking for a new life and here it is
being offered. I put my Bible down and went to
the bathroom. I washed my face. I looked in the
mirror and all of my disgusting life just felt
like "an old thing". I could feel God's Holy
Spirit. When I came back to my bedroom, the Holy
Spirit just brought me to my knees and that
morning at around 6 o'clock, I accepted Christ
as my Savior.
READ Ali's
entire Story HERE |
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Joseph Abraham's Testimony |
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It bothered me to realize
that I was considered a Muslim just because I
was born to Muslim parents and lived in a Muslim
nation. No choice was given me: no chance was
offered me to examine and find the truth. Worst
of all, many Muslims I knew (including my own
family) were Muslims simply by heritage. I
hardly saw any Muslim making a serious and
diligent attempt to investigate their religion
with hearts opened to the truth.
In 1968, while I was
reading a certain book, I ran into some verses
from the Bible which greatly attracted me. These
verses spoke with authority about a Man whose
name was Jesus Christ. This Man said to the
world, "I am the way, the truth, and the
life, no man cometh unto the Father but by me."
John 14:6
Dozens of questions jammed
my head: Then what about the prophet of Islam?
Why do Muslims never speak of Jesus Christ in
this manner? They always speak of the prophet of
Islam. Who is the "Father"? How can God be
called "Father"? Who is His wife? What about
Islam, which claims to be the ultimate truth?
After all how can I trust the Bible, which
Muslims claim is "corrupted"? And many more.
While reading more of the
same book I came to other statements by this
same Man, Jesus Christ, who said, "Come
unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden,
and I will give you rest."
Matthew 11:28 I had sought rest
for many years, and this Jesus claimed to be the
source of rest, and invited others to come to
Him.
In the past I had read and
memorized passages from the Quran. I learned
Islam for years, but God never spoke to me
through its teachings. In contrast, when I read
verses or heard messages from the Bible there
was a different voice speaking a different
message with a different authority.
Dear Muslim friend,
remember, you will stand some day before the
throne of God, just by yourself. Would you be
able to stand God's judgment?
Christians -- those who
believe Christ as their Savior -- are no longer
under God's judgment, because God already judged
them in the Person of Christ. He died for them.
Well, He died for you too.
Now, may I ask you, what
would stop you from telling God right now that
you are a sinner and that you want Christ to
save you? Trust Him as your Savior right now.
Then there would be joy in heaven for the
salvation of your precious soul.
READ Joseph's
entire Story
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"THE LORD" AND
I Bagher's Story |
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"Come to me all you who labor
and are heavily burdened, and I will give you
rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of Me, for
I am gentle and humble of heart, and you will
find rest for your souls, for my yoke is easy
and My burden is light" (Injil - Matthew
11:28-30). READ Bagher's
entire Story HERE |
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Mansur Sang's Story
an
ex-Muslim Sufi dervish |
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The
police chief pulled out one leaflet and asked
him what it was. Mansur Sang answered that it
was Christ's Sermon on the Mount. He asked what
it cost. Mansur Sang said that he gave it away
free to anyone who agreed to read it or have it
read to him.
The chief of police laughed. "This shows your
religion isn't worth anything. You have to give
your literature away."
He
then pointed to a shelf of Baha'i books and
said, "I paid hundreds of tomans for these. This
shows how much more valuable my religion is than
yours."
The Lord Jesus Christ said that when we are
persecuted for His sake, the Holy Spirit would
give us the ability to answer effectively.
Mansur Sang pointed to the electric light that
was burning in the office and asked, "Do you pay
money for this?"
The chief of police said, "Yes, we are happy to
pay for electricity and these fixtures."
Then Mansur Sang pointed to the sun that was
shining outside. He asked, "Do you pay money for
the sunshine?"
The chief answered, "No."
Then Mansur biang said, "Your books - like these
electric light fixtures - are man-made and give
a little light, but you have to pay for them.
This Scripture is the Word of Gd and has the
light of the sun. And just the way sunshine is
free, so this is free to those who will receive
it."
READ Ali's
entire Story HERE |
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Sara was
born in Iran in the 1950s. She was raised in an educated and wealthy
Shiite family |
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My
Mom was not a very devout Muslim but when I told
her about my conversion, she and my brother
turned against me. She pretended that I was
really dead. This time I was not willing to give
up my faith to have my family back. God is my
father now, and He has surrounded my life with
many sisters and brothers. We all have a common
goal to live for Him, and glorify Him for ever.
He is the source of life for me. He made me new.
He gave me the desire to have children. He has
blessed me and has used me many times to give
back the love that was demonstrated me when I
did NOT know him. What changed my mind, you may
ask? God did. That is the answer. HE IS THE
ANSWER AND THE TRUTH.
READ Sara's
entire Story
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Younathan's Testimony |
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I want to share my testimony
and how I met my best friend (besides my wife).
I grew up in the Arabian
Gulf and was raised and loved by a Muslim
family. When I was a teenager, I met this guy
through some friends. Since he was from South
Asia, I started making fun of him because that
was the habit of the local Arabs. He hated me at
first, but then to stop my behavior, he
befriended me - that did stop me from teasing
him and we became best friends. (He was a wise
guy even then!) At that time he worked in a
little record store and whenever I wanted to
skip school, he was there working in the store
and listened to my concerns. He gave me advice
when I needed it, and he wasn't even a Christian
yet. Both of us had our bad habits, but he never
introduced me to his and vice versa. We really
loved each other as brothers.
Then I started searching
for God, wondering about Him and wanting to have
a relationship with Him. Growing up I studied
the Quran in school every day, and I had so many
questions about God. I wondered why God was so
harsh and far away in my most difficult times.
As a Muslim I believed (like other Muslims) that
I had one angel on each of my shoulders, one
that recorded my good deeds and one the bad
deeds. As I started thinking about my life and
the Quran, I realized all Muslims, even the
prophet Muhammad, would go to Hell for certain
sins they committed in their lifetime - Wow! I
knew that some of the biggest sins were
unforgivable by God (according to the Quran),
and unfortunately I was doing them. So I thought
to myself ... "Why is God so unfair? He created
me from the beginning to punish me - He knew I
was weak, but is going to punish me for my sins.
... He knows we have a sinful nature, but then
punishes us for that ..." The wall between God
and I became greater and greater. I decided I
might as well sin a lot and enjoy it since I was
going to Hell anyway. I started searching in the
wrong places for God, but always kept in touch
with my friend.
One day I went to his
house. He wasn't a Christian yet, but his
parents had become Christians and were holding
prayer meetings at their house. That day they
were showing a film about Jesus. I remember
making fun of the whole thing, asking questions
like "How could a prophet appear on TV? Who
painted Jesus' picture? Did they have Polaroid
cameras then? Ha, ha, ha ..." But no one there
seemed offended.
After that I went back to
my own Arab country to study at a university,
where God cut all of my bad relationships off.
(I don't know why, but he kept my best friend in
my life). Well, during that time, my friend
became a Christian and when I found out, I was
jealous... I wondered what the Christians
offered him that was better than our friendship;
he got very involved with a church in the
Arabian Gulf. I thought, "What is Christianity
anyway? 3 Gods? And then one of the Gods dies
and there are two left?
When I went back to the
Arabian Gulf after finishing the semester, I had
a dream about Jesus. In the dream, Jesus told me
to come to Him and read the Bible and He would
show me the way, truth and the life. The next
morning I was excited and told my mom about it.
She said my dream about Jesus was a "victory" (a
lucky dream), and that surprised me. A few days
later I saw my friend and expected him to spend
a lot of time with me that day. He told me that
he was going to church (it was Sunday) and he
invited me. I had a great desire to see how the
Christians prayed and I wanted to go with him.
At church they had communion and I wondered
about what it was. Another acquaintance of ours
said I couldn't take communion unless I was a
believer in Christ. My friend listened and
answered my questions. During the next couple of
weeks I thought a lot about Christianity and
began reading the Bible. The more I read, the
more I wanted to read and know. I was hungry for
truth.
One morning an American
Christian that I had met invited me for
breakfast to discuss questions that I had. I
asked him if he wanted to become Muslim, and he
replied wisely. He said, "You know, if Islam
gave me what I have in Christianity, I would
become Muslim." And he told me that he had read
the Quran. I felt like he really respected me
and my Arab culture. A week after that I again
went to church with my friend and I'll never
forget what happened. The pastor of the church
gave communion at the front of the church. I
went forward and he said, "Younathan. this is
the blood of Jesus that was shed for you....." I
was so touched that he knew my name (it was and
is a big church). I gave my life to Christ, and
afterwards my friend and I called ourselves
"David and Jonathan" as a picture of the deep
friendship we shared.
Well, that's how we came
to be good friends, and those are some of the
details of my testimony. It's difficult to write
down all of the details and thoughts. I want to let you know about my life now.
... I'm married to a beautiful wife and have
three young sons. We have been in the USA for
almost 8 years during which time I have studied
education and worked as a teacher. We have been
waiting for the right time to go back to the
Arab world to teach and reach out to Muslims
there, and the time has come. We just recently
accepted positions. |
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Leah's Testimony |
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I became a Christian in July
21st 1996. Let me tell you how this came about.
I was a very devoted
Muslim but I began to feel that there was
something missing in my faith as a Muslim. I
started praying to God to show me if the Muslim
faith was the truth and soon after that I began
to have strange dreams. In one of these dreams I
saw some Christians standing in line to get into
Heaven. I tried to get into this line also, but
a very tall being blocked my path and I started
to cry because the side I was on was really
horrible but the side they were on was a
beautiful place, so beautiful, so blue.
I could not get this dream
out of my mind. I really haunted me. I confided
to my Muslim friends about this dream, except
that I didn't tell them it was Christians in the
line in my dreams because I was scared of what
they might think.
Well, they just said that
God was telling me to pray more, and I did. But
increasingly a great emptiness and depression
enveloped me, an emptiness like I had never
experienced before. I couldn't sleep and I even
started taking Ryhiphenol ("roofies") to get
away from that feeling. I became a totally
different person, a recluse, and started to seek
out psychics, ... but it only became worse. I
even wanted to commit suicide. I did not even
fear death anymore.
Then, the day I told my
best friend (who was an agnostic) that I was
going to take my life, she said she remembered
some Christian ladies who had come to see her a
few times, and thought they might be able to
help me.
That same day, I met with
them and they shared the gospel with me, and
they prayed for me, and that terrible emptiness
began to lift and this huge load on me was taken
off me. I started attending Church with them and
the second time I went, the pastor gave an
invitation to receive Christ. I was so torn up
inside. I fought the Holy Spirit and was
trembling. I did not accept his invitation but
as I was walking out of the service, the Lord
spoke to me: It is now or never.
I broke down crying on the
sidewalk and said to myself, I must go back to
the prayer room where the people were getting
prayed for to receive the Lord, and I did.
God removed my burden and
I started seeing everything in a new light. Soon
I began losing friends and all I loved and knew.
But God loves me and gave his son for me, and so
that I would never perish.
Incidentally, my best
friend got saved the same day in a different
church. The Lord showed me I was truly on the
right path.
I have never regretted
becoming a Christian. It has been hard at times
because I have been persecuted so much but I
have become even stronger in faith because of
it. Right now I have a son who is being brought
up as a Muslim and his father has denied me
rights to communicating with him. I have
surrendered my son to God because it has given
me sleepless nights thinking of my son who is
thousands of miles away from me and I have no
control of what is happening now but God is in
control. Please pray for me and a miracle from
God that I will one day be able to see my son
again as we are now even living on different
continents. I pray that this short testimony of
mine will touch those who read it. God Bless You
All.
In Christ,
Leah
Feel free to write to me.
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Islam's cruel Shariah Laws & the Saudi Abdullah |
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Abdullah was a faithful
Muslim. He lived just an hour’s drive from
Mecca, prayed in the mosque five times a day,
practiced all the Muslim beliefs, and, of
course, regularly visited Mecca. Like many
Muslims, he was taught that Christians had evil
spirits and that he must keep away from them.
One night Abdullah dreamed
he was in hell, burning in a blazing fire. The
next morning, very worried, he prayed to Allah,
‘I have done everything well; why would I go to
hell?’ During the following days he grew
increasingly troubled. One night he was
sleepless because of fear, when at midnight a
bright light lit his room and a voice said, ‘I
am Jesus (Isa). Come
to me. I am the way to heaven. Follow me and you
shall be saved from hell.’ Abdullah fell on his
face crying and said, ‘Please help me find you.’
Within days Abdullah found
a Christian Bible (Injil)
and began reading it. He soon committed
his life to Jesus. Filled with joy, he started
sharing his new-found faith with his family and
friends. By his country’s law, however, a Muslim
who leaves his faith must be killed. Abdullah’s
family turned him over to the authorities. He
was jailed and tortured for months.
When Abdullah refused to
deny Jesus, he was taken to the Shariah
Court, where the most dangerous criminals are
tried. The judge said to Abdullah, ‘Deny your
new beliefs and you will walk out a free man; if
you don’t, you will be beheaded.’
‘I will never deny Jesus,’
Abdullah replied, ‘If you kill me I will go to
heaven, but my blood will be on your hands.’
Abdullah was sentenced to be beheaded the
following Friday.
He was returned to jail
and bound hands and feet. On the day of his
execution, however, no one turned up. Next
Monday morning the guards removed his chains
saying, ‘Run you demon, we do not want to see
you again.’ Unable to believe his ears, Abdullah
asked for an explanation. The guards said that
on the day Abdullah was to be executed the
judge’s son had suddenly died. As a result the
judge reversed his decision.
Like most Saudis, Abdullah
was from a wealthy family and had everything he
needed. Not only was he rejected by his family,
he had no source of income, and could not get a
job because he was considered a betrayer. All of
his identification papers were taken from him
and he could have been arrested again at any
time. And yet despite this pressure Abdullah
continued to live for several years in Saudi
Arabia, actively telling others about Jesus.
Source: Written by ‘Pastor Daniel’,
who is now living in Australia. Pastor
Daniel met ‘Abdullah’ (not his real name)
in Saudi Arabia in the late
1990's. |
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Islam like
satan wants only slaves. How else does one
understand Islam's Shariah Laws that say, once a
person is a Muslim they cannot leave.
According to the Muslim Qur'an, those who leave Islam are to be killed.
Hundreds of thousands of ex-Muslims have been
killed by Islamic Shariah Courts, their own
families, and blood thirsty Muslim mobs.
Their crime? Just having a change of heart and
leaving Islam. It is this Shariah Law
(dealt out by Islamic clerics) which includes
stoning, and cutting hands off, that
Muslim terrorists are now fighting for and
murdering for, to impose on the entire world.READ
about Lina Joy's struggle in
Malaysia HERE |
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