(Source: Saudi Gazette)
The nuns looked so
clean and smart in their starched white habits. They looked like the saints
in the pictures that hung on the wall of every classroom, that I dreamt of
the day I could be like them. I was among two other girls who get excellent
grades at the end of the school year and we were asked if we would like to
study religion. They thought we were pious for our ages because we liked to
spend endless hours inside the church. They didn’t realize that the inside of
the church was dim and cold and a welcome relief from the hot African sun.
I couldn’t wait to tell
my father, who surprisingly said, ‘absolutely not!’ He would not like that
kind of life for one of his girls; without husband and children. He enrolled
me in another school, which had previously only admitted boys.
Besides myself, there
was another girl in the Roman Catholic Mission school in Burundi. The years I
spent at this school made me quite tough as I competed only against boys. The
nuns used excessive force in disciplinary matters. The fact that we were all
adolescents might have had a good deal to do with it. Still, it didn’t seem a
very Christian thing to do.
I was interested in
religion and excelled in the study of languages and accepted a full
scholarship to a university in Cameroon after graduating from high school.
Again, as the only female, I enrolled in the College of Theology. I wasn’t
sure where I would go with it, but after a short while, the administration
applied for a scholarship in the same College of Theology, but in Belgium.
There I would learn how to be a Pastor in the Roman Catholic Church.
My language ability
aided me quite a bit and my mastery of some of the African dialects attracted
them as a good candidate for missionary work.
As the years went by, I
began to see through the layers of theology and found the superficiality of
their teachings. I was not alone in seeing the many contradictions in the New
and Old Testaments. To learn that the ‘Trinity’ is mentioned only once in the
New Testament was a surprise but when I learned it had been fully established
at the Council of Nicea and that it was not part of what Jesus taught,
something in my mind clicked.
We were shown certain
books called the Gnostic Books, which we were told were hidden teachings, I
understood that the church was being deceitful and this was disturbing. How
could I believe that this was, as they said, the word of God from A to Z.
"The People of the Book know this as they know their own sons; but some
of them conceal the Truth which they themselves know. The Truth is from thy
Lord, so be not in doubt." (Qur’an 2:146-147)
Still I pursued my
studies in an effort to be able to help myself and my people some day.
"As for those who divide their religion and break up into sects, thou
has no part in them in the least: their affair is with Allah: He will in the
end tell them the truth of all that they did." (Qur’an 6:159)
After graduation from
University, I took a position in Nairobi, Kenya. The Church was very anxious
to have an African in a position such as this. They had many programmes for
women and I was a coordinator for these programmes under the auspices of the
World Council of Churches. I handled different aspects of exhibitions,
women’s projects, donors, workshops and conferences.
I was sent to the
regional office in Togo because they are mainly French-speaking which I spoke
fluently and the type of projects I knew how to handle were being implemented
there. I began to search for the spiritual force that was missing in my life
and in Togo I searched through all the practiced religions. When one looks
for truth there are many things thrown in one’s path.
This part of Africa has
many people who practice witchcraft and who claim to have knowledge of the
unseen and it was obvious they were just taking people’s money. There is no
one with knowledge of the unseen except God.
I had been facing much
mediocrity from the Church and at the same time I had Muslim friends who were
very comfortable in their knowledge of God, who prayed five times daily and
who had many virtues. They believed in what they said, in contrast to the
Church where you repeat what you have been taught without believing in it.
I had never been taught
anything about Islam except a superficial introduction so I did a lot of
reading about the religion.
I cannot say that to
convert to Islam was easy; it was very difficult. But when one is searching
for the truth there is no way to deny it.
The decision was also
difficult for economic reasons as I had one of the highest paying professions
with many perks.
I resigned from my
position citing my conversion as my reason and immediately lost my job and
salary, housing and medical benefits. I became destitute in one day!
My family does not like
my hijab but they admire the moral aspects of Islam.
I helped to raise my
brothers and sisters and they are much younger than I, and now to see how
much they hate me is almost unbearable.
They felt the economic
hardship immediately as I did, and cannot understand why I would do such a
thing. But with the grace of Allah they too will find the truth of Islam,
Insha’allah.
I hope and pray that I
can use the knowledge that the education in the Church gave me towards the
propagation of Islam. The spiritual climate of West Africa is ripe for Islam
and there are many projects which need doing. This is what I have been
trained to do and so my path is straight and narrow for me now.
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