Maya said: J&T you say you had that feeling. What was it that happened or was said to you that made you feel, made you believe something you previously never felt or believed? This is what I'm looking for but which is proving so elusive.Honestly, i had been searching since i was 16 (im 50 now) for my
niche, or know my place with "god", if you will. I WANTED to
believe in the big sky daddy. I felt it deeply as an xian, but found
out i was in a serious cult, and took me years to get out of it.
Much of it, once i was fully involved, was fear-based. So by the
time their doctrine had gripped you, it wasnt easy to get out. you were
too afraid to leave. I have sought "truth" in too many arenas
to mention, but suffice it to say, Islam was my last ditch effort
to have a "relationship" with god. In retrospect, i can see now
it was the same yearning i had when i joined that xian church.
I did NOT want to believe god didnt exist. Plus, the blasphemy
implications (all fear based) would not allow me to "go there".
In islam i got tired of the repetitive prayer. I wanted a "personal" relationship. Not some
far away diety who could care less about anything but me just being a slave to god. None
of the muslims i met at my masjid "seemed" very happy either. It appeared to be all show,
no "emotional" draw towards god, but just going thru the motions because thats what was
expected of them, and myself. There was no joy. Only a sense that i had properly performed wudu five times a day, and not forgetten any of the rakkas. I started to
question the CONTENT of Al fatiah. I worried more about proper arabic pronunciation
than actually act of praying. Man, theres so much more but i will stop
here for now. (BTW, i know more surrahs and surrats since ive become
an exmuslim
