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Testimony
I am from Germany who got into contact
with Islam because of the greatest thing in life called
´LOVE´. My love came from Tunisia and was obviously
muslim. When we started our relationship I was already
a little bit sceptical. I did not know much about islam
(just knew the 5 pillars, that alcohol and pork is not
allowed, women have to cover their hair, no sex before
marriage) and moreover I did not know HOW strict my
boyfriend took his religion.
I was not raised in any religious way.
My parents both left the church after their marriage
and they did not baptize their children because they
wanted us to choose by ourselves in what we would like
to believe or not. So my boyfriend was confronted with
an atheist. I realized that this was big problem to
him but I said that I could not help myself. I see so
much misery in the whole world and I cannot understand
why there should be a God. If there is any God why doesn´t
He help the poor? My boyfriend tried his best to convince
me that there must be a God who created all of us and
everything,.... Our relationship went on anyway but
from time to time I realized that he is critizising
my way of life. He wanted me to ´become better´. I am
a person who does not smoke, hardly drinks any alcohol
and never is drunken. When I met with him I never drank
because I respected his wish that I should not drink
when he is with me.
Very soon he was talking about big future
with me, marriage,! children...... I was surprised.
In my country it is not usual to marry that quickly.
I was still a student and he even did not start to study
yet. So why should we marry? I did not want to be married
and still have to ask my parents for money! I told him
that I do not want to marry before either he or I would
earn enough money to provide the other person. Then
I had to leave Germany for half a year because of my
studies. When I was talking to him on the phone I more
and more found out about him disliking my activities
abroad. I was sharing a flat with a girl from France
and an arabic man. I thought that he might be quite
pleased to hear that I am living with another muslim.
So this man could teach me something about his faith.
But it was the other way round. My boyfriend even wanted
me to move out! I told him that it is quite normal to
share a flat with the other gender and there is nothing
behind it. I was just looking for a flat and it happened
by chance that I entered th! is one. He was angry but
he knew that he can not do anything. The muslim I lived
with was quite an openminded muslim. He did not really
practice his religion. Although he said he would pray
5 times a day I saw that his carpet hardly was moved
from the living room. He is having relationships with
non-muslim women, eating at Mc Donald´s and I even saw
him smoking ones.... I had good talks with him and when
I told him about my boyfriend being muslim he was eager
to teach me about islam. I listened to him. It was clear
to me that I will inform myself about islam because
it was the religion of my boyfriend and I wanted to
know what ´being a muslim´ means.
I was really having a hard time abroad
and the fight with my boyfriend on the phone went on
and on. I tried to understand him. I left him alone.
I am having fun with my friends in a foreign country
and he is in Germany which still was a foreign land
for him and he doesn´t have any friends. Aswell he did
not know much about German culture so my behaviour must
have sounded really strange to him. I tried to convince
him that I do not do anything bad (men, alcohol, drugs...)
and that he can trust me. But the fights went on. One
day he told me that he is not going to touch me any
more until we are married! This was big shock to me.
I am not a sex-obsessed woman but I just could not understand
why he first did not have any problem with this and
then he changed?!? I was despaired. I thought this was
the man of my life! I thought I make him happy and we
will have great future , will enjoy time with our children,
.... Is he really giving up our love because of his
religion? What should I do? Is it stupid to leave someone
because he/she doesn´t want to touch you any more? Will
I be able to suffer so much until marriage?
As I was not Christian there was another
problem. How could I marry him? Mourad asked me why
I do not want to become muslim. This was another big
shock for me. How can I convert to any kind of religion
without knowing what this would mean? A close friend
of mine from Egypt told me that I could marry him in
the mosque as a Christian woman. So I asked my boyfriend
if he could not just say that I was a Christian woman.
I told my boyfriend that I feel closer to Christianity
because I am living in a Christian country. So I guess
that somehow I am more or less Christian (not with faith
but with my behaviour, treatment of other people..)But
he did not want to lie at the Imam. I could not force
him to lie at such an important person. He told me that
he would wait for me. If I do not want to convert now,
he will wait for me. I have all the time in my life.
He believes that there is just one love in his life
and this is me and so he will wait. I was confused.
Was this true love? What kind of religion is this which
might destroy our relationship just because I did not
have a stamp in my birth´s license which says that I
was Christian. First time in my life I wished my parents
had baptized me!
The time which passed was very painful
to me. I did not know what to do. My head told me to
break up but my heart did not want to give up this man.
In all my despair I started to talk to God. I did it
every morning and every evening. I asked him for help.
I asked him to show my boyfriend that I just want to
make him happy and that I do not care about his religion.
I felt a lot better in ´praying´ this way and it helped
me to be optimistic. Then I visited him full of worryness
and not knowing how this visit would end. In the plane
destiny took it´s way: I was sitting next to a 72-year-old
man from Marokko. I could not believe it. The plane
was not full at all and as much as I could see there
were only 2 muslims!
This man started to talk to me. I was
surprised. I thought that men are not supposed to talk
to women and in my case I was even a not-known woman!
This man told me everything about his life. I did not
ask him at all because I knew that in this culture it
is not usual ! to talk about private things. So he told
me that he had a good wife who passed away and now he
is married to a 28-year-old woman.He just stayed 3 months
without a wife. He told me he could not be without wife
any longer. I was surprised but at once he claimed that
this woman WANTED to marry him and that this woman did
not care about his age. He showed me a picture of her
and the contract of their marriage. He told me that
she wants to have children but after one he said that
it is enough. He is old man and with the other wife
he already has got 4 (?) children.
I thought that this is a poor woman because
it must be hard to be so young but to know that you
will just have one single child if you want more....
Sometimes this man stopped talking and said that he
should not talk to me. I was not angry with him. I started
to read a magazine but he started again to talk to me.
And then he even touched my hand. I did not know how
to react. This never ever has happened in my life befo!
re! A foreign (old) man touches my hand! And he is muslim!
If his wife knew about it she would definetly like to
kill me! I did not dare to take my hand out of his hand.
He said it was a good day because he met me. I just
smiled, not knowing what to say. Then he told me how
a good wife should be: staying at home, no disco, sometimes
she can invite friends but not all the time, no cinema,...
I asked him what was wrong about going to cinema. He
answered that we could rent a video tape and do not
need to go to a place with lots of people. Then he proudly
announced that 2 of his sons are married to German women
who converted and they never went into disco or cinema.
I did not answer. Everyone can do what he wants to do.
I myself thought that I am sure that my boyfriend wants
to go to disco and cinema with me!
Before we left the plane he said that
he would like to introduce me to his family and he touched
my hair. I felt uncomfortable but I did not want to
be impolite. When we finally left the plane his behaviour
changed a lot. I saw my boyfriend. I was nervous because
I did not know if he is going to hug me or not. I noticed
a red rose and thought that he could not be so cruel
to give me the red rose without hugging me. But I really
had no idea what was in his head. When this man from
Marokko saw me saying ´Hello´ to my boyfriend he did
not seem to be interested in introducing me to his family.
I think he felt quite ashamed of what he did or said
during the flight. (Now I guess that afterwards he asked
God several times for forgiveness!)
Back to my boyfriend and me: I got the
red rose, I got a hug and I got a kiss. Once again I
was confused. Why is he telling me that he is not going
to touch me and I am suffering so much and now he is
acting like normal man who is happy to see his girlfriend
after such a long time!?! I could see that he is soooo
happy to see me and I was more confused. Did he forget
about all our fights? Did he forget abo! ut our problem?
I did not know what to think. I did not know what is
going to happen next and I did not want to think about
it. Well, we continued more a less a ´normal´ relationship
for 1 week. But we both could not really enjoy it because
I saw that he is feeling really sad about comitting
so many sins with me and I was not happy to see him
suffering.
He tried his best to introduce me to islam.
He gave me the so-called ´miracles of Qu´ran´ to read
and I was quite astonished. This sounded logical. As
I had no idea about geography, physics, chemistry,....
I became somehow fascinated. I met with 2 families where
the man is born-muslim and the two women converted out
of their own will after a certain period. These families
were happy families. I could see the love between the
children and their mother and I wanted to have something
like this aswell. The older woman (35 years old, 2 children,
converted 4 years ago) was such a nice person that I
could not understand why many peo! ple think bad about
islam?! She told me that most things you see in the
news are not the true islam. The true islam means tolerance
and peace and nothing else! The other woman (21 years,
converted just few months ago) just started to inform
herself better about islam. She was not yet covering
her hair but was eager to do it one day. She as well
was very friendly and told me that I should not fear
to become a muslim. I do not have to practice everything
at once. I could do it step by step. God knows that
some people need longer than others..... All really
welcomed me in a special warm way and I saw their happiness
and was seeking for happiness like this with my boyfriend
aswell.
The most convincing factor which made
me say the shahada was my boyfriend himself. He gave
so much love to me. I never had experienced something
like this before! When I was ill he was trying to cure
me, making tea, washing my feet,.... he was angry when
I cooked without him. He wanted to do everything with
me. He was not like men who say that the women should
take care of the household alone,.... He never complained
about my outward appearence. He took me the way I was.
He was 100% a gentleman and I knew he would never do
anything to harm me. So if this great man follows the
islam, so how can it be a bad thing?
I asked him if it is enough for him that
I do believe in God and in the existence of the prophet
and that I can not guarantee him if I will ever practice
islam. He was so happy about my shahada that he did
not care. Few days later we married. For me this was
quite an uncomfortable marriage. I did not see the Imam
who married me to my boyfriend. As well there were 3-4
testimonials who I did not see. They were in one room
and I was in front of the door which was opened a little
bit so that I could hear what the Imam was saying. This
was my marriage. Of course I informed myself before
that this marriage would not be recognized in my country
and aswell I told my boyfriend that for me this marriage
would be like an engagement and not like an official
marriage. I just did it so that he does not commit any
more sin with me and to show him that I really hope
to marry him one day officially. He agreed.
My present for marriage was the Qu´ran.
I knew he would give it to me. I did not feel that comfortable
because I knew that his aim was make me becoming a real
muslim woman. The time after marriage was not better
at all. I thought that now everything was fine and there
would be no more discussions. But once again I was wrong.
He wanted to be real good husband and each day wanted
to talk with me about islam and what I did read in the
Qu´ran,.... I did not want to inform me each day about
islam. My head was hurting and I just wanted to stop
conversations about religion.
By the time I would read the Qu´ran and
ask him if I have got any questions. But he feared that
he might die before I know the most important things
so he wanted to teach me. He told me that he does not
want me to go to hell and therefor he asked me to hurry
up a bit. I did not think much about this hell which
was mentioned in the Qu´ran.
How could God create something like this
if he loves all people on earth? ! Why are there these
´huris´ in paradise if the wife follows the husband
anyway? Why is there nothing like this for the women?
Why are there palaces for us to live in? I do not need
a palace! A normal house, even flat or just something
would please me already! My husband did not understand
why I was asking so many questions. He said that these
are the words of God so I should not ask too much. This
is just the way it is. He claimed that the huris are
just for men who did not have any wife in their lifes.
But what about the women who did not have husband? No
answer. I should not ask about these small details.
I should first inform myself about the base. But I wanted
to know about the details as well! How can I believe
that a book is 100% true if there are these tiny things
which disturb my mind? I was given a book about the
prophet.
I felt really bad when I read about his
marriage to this small Aisha. Why did he marry her?
My husband said that she wanted to marry him! How can
a young girl decide to marry someone who could be her
grandpa? How could she know what a marriage means to
her? I was told that women that time were much earlier
mature than they are nowadays. Why did the prophet marry
so many women? He took care of many widows who nobody
would have taken care of if he had not shown that it
is possible to marry widows! Aswell because of his marriage
he caused peace between different tribes.... He was
always having any kind of answer for me but they did
not please me. As my husband tries to follow the Sunna
I decided myself never to follow this man called Mohamed.
In my eyes he was just a normal man and his only duty
was to bring the Qu´ran to us but not any kind of stupid
rules like "How to use the toilet, how to sleep, how
to greet,....." I always thought that religion was there
to help you in your life but not to rule your life!
The more I read about the prophet and when I finished
the Qu´ran the less I believed that islam was my way
to become happy.
I tried my best to follow my husband.
I loved him so much and I was hoping so much that I
just will wake up and that islam is in my heart and
we would be happy until we die..... But I could not
switch off my brain. I stopped drinking any kind of
alcohol, I bought the meat ´halal´, every morning and
evening I cited the last 3 suras from Qu´ran by heart,
every Thursday evening I read a special Sura because
my husband told me this was good..... I did and did
and did but I did not feel anything. I still felt love
for my husband, but not for this ´holy´ book. When I
came back to Germany I felt that I have to talk to my
husband seriously. I could not live on like this. I
want HIM and NOT his religion. He can do whatever he
wants to do but I will not follow a book to live my
life. If he wants to stay with me he has to accept me
the way I am and the way I think. I visited him and
was sure to break up because I knew that he would not
step back in his religion. But once again it did not
work. He was trying so hard to convince me that he just
wants my best and that he wants to come to paradise
with me. I asked him how he can believe that just muslims
will come to paradise. Because it is written in the
Qu´ran. Great answer! I showed him a phrase which says
that also Jews and Christians are able to enter paradise.
But I was informed that this phrase just includes the
people who lived BEFORE the Qu´ran was sent down....
Whatever I said he found any answer and I was tired
of arguing. I felt so sorry for him.
One day after our marriage he was calling
his family and told them that he married me. We were
talking about visitting them and all were so happy for
him. They all wished us the best and were eager to see
me. I myself just told my Egyptian friend and my best
girlfriend about this marriage. Never ever in my life
I could have told my parents about this! My parents
were not against my boyfriend. They just said (like
many others) that I should be careful. But they never
said anything against him. My father even one day joked
that if we marry one day we will have to buy some flighttickets
for his family.... Then there were other reasons which
made me feel guilty: He is having problems to get visa
in Germany. He passed his German test which is necessary
to be allowed to study in Germany but he did not get
a place to study. So he has to wait another 6 months.
In this status he is not allowed to work but he has
to work to pay his rent, food,...! His family can not
give him any more money. His elder brother gave him
all he had and the others are all more or less poor
people. So I thought if I leave him I take everything
what makes him being happy at the moment.
So I went home to my family and still
there was no solution to our problem. I just was sure
that it is not my aim to become muslim. And I do not
want that my children are taught those stupid thoughts
I read in Qu´ran and Sunna. I was hoping that his best
friend could change my husband. This one is married
to a european woman who even is atheist! I talked to
him and he said that my husband has changed a lot in
Germany. In his homecountry he was not that religious
at all. He promised me to talk to him. But my husband
got angry. He is the way he is we have to accept this!
He is not going to change! He is on the right way! He
just wants our best but we want to have fun fun fun!!!!
It did not help. We broke up. I was asked to visit him
for the divorce but I said that I would not visit him
so that there are 2 people watching him telling me that
he is getting divorced! I regard myself as divorced
and he can tell all his people about it. But I will
not take this shame to be insulted infront of foreign
people.
I entered islam because of love and I
left it because islam did not give my love any chance.
Still my ex-husband is trying to get me back. He fears
so much about me going to hell. He tells me that he
is not going to marry any other woman. He asks me to
inform myself more and more about the TRUE ISLAM.....
When I confront him with any kind of articles or bad
things about the prophet´s life he tells me that this
is not true. I was hoping that I could help him to live
a better life. I did not have anything against these
5 pillars. I thought he could practice his religion
this way and that´s it. But he wants more and I now
see that being a muslim does not only mean to follow
those 5 pillars.
At the very beginning of our relationship
he said that we just have to tolerate the other person.
This sounded really good to me. He said that he would
raise his children in muslim way but at the age of 18
they can choose themselves what they want to do. He
said our children will be happy because they will have
the islamic celebrations aswell as christmas and eastern.
It sounded perfect to me. He would accept me and my
culture and my family and I would accept him and his
culture and faith. But then I had to found out that
this religion is controlling your whole life.
My husband changed a lot from first month
until now, 12 months later. Now he would not agree to
celebrate christmas because he was taught that it is
wrong to follow no-islamic traditions. How can any religion
control your everyday-life that much? There are always
people who call themselves ´scientists´ and who answer
stupid questions like "Am I allowed to visit an ill
not-muslim collegue at hospital?". I wonder myself how
someone can ask such a ridiculous question?
I ask myself how many muslims leave their
land to live in the western world if they are afraid
of non-believers!? I could not live in a land and walk
around with the ´knowledge´ that all those people will
get to hell.
Why should music not be allowed?
Why can I not swim with my children in the ocean?
Why should I not be allowed to pray because of my bleeding
which actually God gave to me?
Why do not the man have to cover their hair?
Why am I not allowed to pray barefoot where on the other
hand the man is even allowed to pray with naked back
and feet? .....
I was so happy to find this website and
a German one where I could see that there are muslims
who think like I do. I did not expect to find any muslim
who says that he/she left islam! I am soo happy to read
all those testimonies and I havea great respect for
those who really practiced islam but found out that
this can not be the will of God. For me it was easier
because I was raised to think and to criticize and I
live in a so-called free country. But even I was somehow
brainwashed and blinded by the love of my husband. I
remember me being abroad with my studies and I was walking
around and looking at all these people and asking myself
if they really will go to hell? My husband told me that
God loves me because HE made me met him so that islam
comes to me. And it was my duty now to tell my family
and friends about islam.... This is great excuse to
explain why so many muslim men are married to european
women: They all want to save them from hell!!! Really
nice, but what happens to the poor European men who
are not allowed to marry muslim women as long as they
do not convert to islam?...
I would love to hug you all and to encourage
you to keep on the new path that you have chosen! I
hope that each of you can enjoy this new life and that
no one of you misses anything from islam! I found out
that all the things I liked in islam (respect for parents,
not betraying anyone, helping the poor,....) you will
find in any good society in the world. Important is
not the faith a person has got, but her/ his heart!
Take care all of you!
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