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Friday, 30 March 2018

My shahadah story

I posted a while back about me recently converting and i was known for writing poetry in highschool alot so i wanted to write something special to me "my shahadah story" hope yall enjoy and you can definitely AMA ill be happy to answer

"My Shahadah" بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَٰنِ الرَّحِيمِ

A confused latino catholic boy. Without a father at birth to show my mother some joy. Growing up single mom on wellcare same old average story. But then father comes in and makes it all gory Discipline, torment, "its tough love dont worry" Years later the boy is now a man. Graduating from highschool with a successful plan. To go to college and graduate and stop being that child who ran. But then comes the alcohol and lust. My father's addiction led his mind to an even hazardous rust. Abusing my mother,brother and sister oh how can this be unjust. To live under the same roof as a psycho having to sleep with one eye open if the door goes bust. Then came christmas night. Calling up my mother wanna smoke some weed alright?. My rage suffocated my mind so damn bright "How the fuck could you approach my mom like that?!?". "Didnt yall raise me to stay away from drugs now isnt this a fact?!?!". Then came a punch to my throat as i reached for my bat. And so came the police and dragged him outside. And so here i am in paradise. A few years later im going places just got promoted to $9.50. Got a new colored shirt boy do i feel nifty. Just to get betrayed and lose my job. My mind glaring up like a flash mob. 2 years later still unemployed. My life meaningless,null and void. Never leaving my house only for one hour. Anxiety, depression all began to grow in power. Suicide attempts and thoughts are all i began to devour. Loneliness,worthlessness is all i began to see. I was worth nothing and the world meant nothing to me. My life was nothing but the entrance to the sharp knife i held by my chest. My mind going numb there was no time for rest. All everyone said was "get a job!!", "go outside have some fun", "im here if you want to talk about it". But all i heard were muffled noises at the bottom of this pit. Misery, neglect and darkness was all i saw. Then light came to me so vibrant and raw. The only way out was to reconnect with the one who made me. The one who said be and it shall be. But i never believed in church. All they wanted was money and lies as i began to search. So i remembered my friends from highschool. How they treated me so nicely as if i wasnt a fool. And i then did my research on islam. There was many doubts especially with the media screaming BOMB!!. Terroist, islamophobia, jihad they all wanted a clearance. But it was a lie they never saw the beauty in its hidden appearance. A prophet with one message "La ilaha il Allah" "Ya Muhammadan Rasoolulah" There is no god but GOD And Muhammad(SAW) was his messenger. So i thought to myself this doesnt sound like they want to sin. Let me do some more thinking let me see if i can win. And then i saw the rare tears i shed. Oh how can this happen i thought my heart was full of lead. This message spoke to me more then it said. Then another friday came. Another friday as always just the same. Except this was special it was a week before Ramadan. And my first Jummah my heart felt like it weighed a ton. I was handed a microphone as i swore my vow " أشهد أن لا إله إلاَّ الله و أشهد أن محمد رسول الله" I was reborn into a new happy life, bliss was all i saw now. So this is my shahadah and i hope it helps you. Allah(SWT) loves us all and gives us all our right due.

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