The Choice

(This article was written on 30th September '09, but was postponed several times due to lack of time to continue)

The Choice

In the name of God, the Most Gracious, Most Merciful~

9pm, and the road is much calmer than other times I drove the road. Heading home, I listened to my secret favourite CD, which contains Catholic musics and Qur'an recitations, as well as Medieval musics. Although Catholic musics are indeed heavenly relaxing, Qur'an recitations bring my mind to alert, yet soothing like emotional consolation. This feeling is what my soul needs after a tiring day. Since yesterday I listen to this, I realize I have fallen in love with God's voice.

Just as I am about to reach home, I have this thought in mind: It is not impossible for me to continue as a non-Muslim, especially after my romantic relationship with a Muslim ended tragically. I could have hide away all the Islamic books and translated Qur'an she presented to me, and continue with my life.

But look at me now. I am a Muslim, and my darling is none other than God, the Allah in my heart. Make no mistake, I sign my soul onto God's covenant not because of my ex-relationship.

I could have blame God for ruining my relationship. But I didn't, not even a slight thought about it. Instead, I ran into Him and cried my heart out till it bleeds, despite He didn't come to console me in the first place actually. He was just in front of me, gazing with a poker face. However, who else is more understanding other than the Creator Himself?

That's when He gave me a shoulder to cry on, He did something that I won't forget for the rest of my life. At that moment when I feel so low, dead-esteemed to the bottom of hell, which gives God the opportunity to show His Love by lifting me up like a parent lifting a crying child who had fell down.

Here, I came to realize that when I had fell down, it provides the opportunity space for God to show His love. Otherwise, I might not be able to see His miracles.

That is the day I see with my own eyes, the numerous miracles blessed by God alone. This light he shines on me has been accompanying my soul till now. His powerful Grace amazed me, so much that I finally realized, He's real.

I decided it's time I must explore deeper for solid proof of His reality. I dwell deep into His scripture as I meet many of His believers who guide me to understand His speeches. This made me speechless. It's impossible, for an ancient scripture to sound so modern. The logic is there, laid before my sight.

The Choice

(This article was written on 30th September '09, but was postponed several times due to lack of time to continue)

The Choice

In the name of God, the Most Gracious, Most Merciful~

9pm, and the road is much calmer than other times I drove the road. Heading home, I listened to my secret favourite CD, which contains Catholic musics and Qur'an recitations, as well as Medieval musics. Although Catholic musics are indeed heavenly relaxing, Qur'an recitations bring my mind to alert, yet soothing like emotional consolation. This feeling is what my soul needs after a tiring day. Since yesterday I listen to this, I realize I have fallen in love with God's voice.

Just as I am about to reach home, I have this thought in mind: It is not impossible for me to continue as a non-Muslim, especially after my romantic relationship with a Muslim ended tragically. I could have hide away all the Islamic books and translated Qur'an she presented to me, and continue with my life.

But look at me now. I am a Muslim, and my darling is none other than God, the Allah in my heart. Make no mistake, I sign my soul onto God's covenant not because of my ex-relationship.

I could have blame God for ruining my relationship. But I didn't, not even a slight thought about it. Instead, I ran into Him and cried my heart out till it bleeds, despite He didn't come to console me in the first place actually. He was just in front of me, gazing with a poker face. However, who else is more understanding other than the Creator Himself?

That's when He gave me a shoulder to cry on, He did something that I won't forget for the rest of my life. At that moment when I feel so low, dead-esteemed to the bottom of hell, which gives God the opportunity to show His Love by lifting me up like a parent lifting a crying child who had fell down.

Here, I came to realize that when I had fell down, it provides the opportunity space for God to show His love. Otherwise, I might not be able to see His miracles.

That is the day I see with my own eyes, the numerous miracles blessed by God alone. This light he shines on me has been accompanying my soul till now. His powerful Grace amazed me, so much that I finally realized, He's real.

I decided it's time I must explore deeper for solid proof of His reality. I dwell deep into His scripture as I meet many of His believers who guide me to understand His speeches. This made me speechless. It's impossible, for an ancient scripture to sound so modern. The logic is there, laid before my sight.

I love Jew, okay?

Just kidding, if you think I love Israel state.

For this topic, it is something that I feel numb about. Too many controversy surrounding this Palestinian-Israel issue made me distancing myself further the more I learn about Islam.

Personally, I feel that many Muslims, are rather obsessed with hating Israel. I don't know why. If you randomly ask a Muslim about Yahudi (Jewish) people or Israel, for sure you'll get a frown face or comments about these issues. If you randomly ask a non-Muslim about this same topic, all you will get mostly something like "oh?" or "what has it got to do with me?", but hopefully, a better opinion about it.

During my college times, I remember I had spoken before to some international Muslim friends about Israel. I told them that it's always my wish to visit Jerusalem one day. The first answer I got was "what am you trying to do to visit this war zone?" In another friend's reaction was, that place should be bombed.

Sigh.......

Don't forget, Jerusalem is where Al-Aqsa & Dome of Rock mosques are located, and where the Western Wall (Jewish's holiest place) stands.

I know, by the time I wrote this article, I know I sounds arrogant, trying to make Muslims look like fools. But I'm not, seriously.

I just can't believe it, why is this hatred towards Israel & Jewish people are part of many Muslims' minds?

I remember I used to tell myself, "when I become a Muslim, I never want to associate myself too much with this hatred rally,". What I really wish is, I don't want to waste time spreading hatred. In fact, I'm thankful that I'm able to learn Jewish culture and read their Holy scriptures such as Torah, all through internet. I realize even their Hebrew alphabet is similar to Arabic alphabets. The more I learn about them, the more I feel they are like my brothers. Why? Because they worship to none other than God alone, just like how we Muslims venerate their (Jewish) prophets such as Moses (Musa), Abraham (Ibrahim), and Jesus (Isa).

Here is my hope: Instead of brewing hatred among overselves, we as Muslim brothers and sisters need to spend more time spreading awareness about this Palestinian issue to non-Muslims, because it's very much a human rights problem. (Israeli soldiers invaded the whole Palestine, but "lock up" the Palestinians into 2 places only, namely Gaza & West Bank). Moreover, the impression we Muslims made about Palestinian issue nowadays have made non-Muslims think this issue is part of Islamic belief. So, why not reach out for more support with our neighbors? Have you ever thought of China, as growing giant superpower nation, to help out, instead of USA?