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Gerda, Ex-Christian, Lithuania<\/span><\/h1>\r\n

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I am from a little Eastern European country called Lithuania where Christianity is the dominant religion, and where a baby in his first days in the world is made a Christian.  I‘ve never been an atheist, but I never called myself a good Christian.  It was the time when I was going to the church every Sunday, not just for prayer, but to help the priest and to sing in the church choir that I had God in my heart the most, even though I would ask my parents why they baptized me without asking me if I would like to be a Christian or not.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

All my life, as I remember, I couldn’t be a good Christian, and I couldn’t understand the meaning of the Christian religion.  But I was looking for meaning.  I would read a lot of books about Christianity, while continuously asking the priest for help.  I could say that I felt and I believed that “Somebody’s” watching over me, but I could not call myself Christian.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Life without God Almighty’s guidance was difficult, scary, and lonely wherever I went.  I was looking for God all the time, and yet I felt that He was so close to me.  I was feeling God’s help all the time with me; I felt like He was talking to me.  I saw how He was taking care of me and letting me find the way of life that He had already chosen for me.  I was trying to understand a lot of signs that he was sending me daily almost like He was speaking to me.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

I am the second child in my family, and my mother’s delivery pains with me were much harder than with her first baby.  I was very lucky to survive the delivery, and I believe God saved my life.  After two really serious accidents later in my life, which people said that nobody could possibly survive after, I started to really appreciate my life.  I felt how fragile human life is and that only God knows how long I will live.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

God let me trust Him every minute of my life and this helped me to enjoy my life even when I was sick or feeling bad.  I know that God is giving us everything, wanting us to appreciate Him, so we will understand that He is doing it just for us.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

I had a car accident right after my graduation exams, and I was told to stay in a bed for no less than six weeks.  I could only move my head and arms, but with God’s help I nonetheless finished my school and enrolled in university while still lying in bed.  Even my doctor couldn’t believe that I accomplished that much!  Most people would be screaming with pain or asking for a pill to make them sleep.  It couldn’t just be luck - it was a miracle from God for sure.  After this, my faith increased but “SomeOne” still kept me away from church.  I can now understand what was going on - for me, church wasn’t the way to God.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

True understanding of God, what I had been wanting for so long and which would be my only way to real happiness through the calmness of my soul, I found through my husband.  How we met each other was one of God’s miracles too.  In the beginning, we never talked about religion, and we never had disagreements about it.  One day, when I was in a really happy mood because I had just met an old friend, he (in that time we still weren’t married) told me that he wanted to give me the best thing in his life - faith.  God put the correct words on his lips that day, and I was really interested to hear what he had to say about the Holy Quran, about miracles written in it, and about the meanings of every motion of his body while he prayed.  Though it was just one conversation about the topic, it was enough to make me read as many books as I could get my hands on.  With every book, with every page, I started to understand what I was missing in my life, that is, what I had been looking for all those years when I was asking priests for answers.  Books would talk to me - God was talking to me through books.  I found answers to a lot of questions; I found calmness in my soul while those around me were still searching.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

I became Muslim just a few months ago, and it’s amazing to feel the miracle of a rebirth in faith.  God loved me so much that He let me be born again though I was already 21 years old, an age when I was able to appreciate His amazing gift.  Now I am a Muslim.  Nobody can believe how different it is to be Muslim!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

God made me see the sun in a different way than I used to see it when I was a Christian.  The sun has a different meaning for me now.  I know that this sunshine that God is sending to us everyday is His way of showing us how much He cares about us, how much He loves us.  Because of His mercy, we do not feel cold, and we can see the world in many colors.  God created night in order to show us how amazing His light is.  He made us trust Him that after a cold and dark night, He will bring forth a nice, fresh morning.  In this way, God is showing us signs.  He gave us eyes to see His words in every miracle.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

I’m so happy and thankful for God’s gift to see this world anew - to finally appreciate my life.  He gave me a new and fresh light in my life, and now I can see His signs all around me in a different way.  Everything I do, everywhere I go, God is saying welcome to me.  In miracles that He is showing me, I see that I’m on the right way, that He is with me (in His Knowledge).  The world didn’t change in one day, it didn’t even change in 21 years.  All that has changed is the quality of my life when true understanding of God came into my heart.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

I wish the whole world would change too.  Now people are angry and tired of looking for calmness through worldly success.  They are tired of hating each other, and of being jealous of one another.  Nations try to survive by fighting each other; countries try to live in peace but cannot stay without war.  Each day, the world is sinking deeper and deeper down.  The only way to stop it is to make Islam the way of life of humanity.  With love and knowledge of God in everybody’s heart, we will find and enjoy the life that we are now just dreaming about.  We will build an optimistic future for our children; we will not be scared to meet each other and live as a single humanity.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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Gerda, ex-cristiana, Lituania<\/span><\/h1>\r\n

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Yo soy de un pequeño país de Europa Oriental llamado Lituania, donde el cristianismo es la religión dominante, y donde un bebé en sus primeros días en el mundo es hecho cristiano. Yo nunca he sido atea, pero nunca me consideré a mí misma una buena cristiana.  Fue el tiempo cuando yo estaba yendo a la iglesia cada domingo, no solo por la oración, sino para ayudar al sacerdote y para cantar en el coro de la iglesia, que tenía a Dios en mi corazón al máximo; aunque yo les preguntaba a mis padres por qué me habían bautizado sin preguntarme si yo quería ser cristiana o no.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Toda mi vida, como la recuerdo, no pude ser una buena cristiana y no pude entender el significado de la religión cristiana. Pero estaba buscando su significado. Yo solía leer muchos libros acerca del cristianismo, al tiempo que le pedía continuamente ayuda al sacerdote. Podría decir que yo sentía y yo creía que “Alguien” estaba observándome, pero no podía llamarme cristiana.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

La vida sin la guía de Dios Todopoderoso era difícil, solitaria y me inspiraba temor donde fuera que iba. Estaba buscando a Dios todo el tiempo y, sin embargo, yo sentía que Él estaba tan cerca de mí. Sentía la ayuda de Dios todo el tiempo conmigo; sentía que Él me hablaba. Veía cómo Él estaba cuidándome y dejándome encontrar la forma de vida que Él ya había escogido para mí. Estaba tratando de entender una gran cantidad de signos que Él me estaba enviando diariamente.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yo soy la segunda hija en mi familia, y los dolores de parto de mi madre conmigo fueron mucho más duros que con su primer bebé. Yo fui muy afortunada de sobrevivir al parto, y creo que Dios me salvó la vida. Luego de dos serios accidentes posteriores en mi vida, sobre los cuales la gente decía que nadie hubiera podido sobrevivir luego de ellos, yo empecé realmente a apreciar mi vida. Sentí qué tan frágil era la vida humana y que solo Dios sabía cuánto tiempo iba a vivir.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Dios me dejó confiar en Él cada minuto de mi vida y esto me ayudó a disfrutarla incluso cuando estaba enferma o sintiéndome mal. Yo sé que Dios nos está dando todo y quiere que le agradezcamos, para que entendamos que Él está haciendo eso sólo por nosotros.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Tuve un accidente de automóvil justo luego de mis exámenes de graduación, y me fue dicho que me quedara en cama por no menos de seis semanas. Sólo podía mover mi cabeza y mis brazos, pero con la ayuda de Dios, sin embargo, terminé mi colegio y entré a la universidad mientras aún yacía en la cama. ¡Incluso mi doctor no podía creer que yo lograra tanto! La mayoría de la gente estaría gritando de dolor o pidiendo por una píldora que los hiciera dormir. No podía ser solo suerte, eso fue un milagro de Dios con seguridad. Luego de esto mi fe se incrementó, pero “Alguien” aún me mantenía lejos de la iglesia. Ahora puedo entender lo que estaba pasando –para mí, la iglesia no era el camino hacia Dios.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

El verdadero entendimiento de Dios, lo que yo había estado deseando por tanto tiempo y el cual sería mi único camino a la verdadera felicidad a través de la calma de mi alma, lo encontré a través de mi esposo. Cómo nos conocimos el uno al otro fue uno de los milagros de Dios también. Al principio, nunca hablamos acerca de la religión y nunca tuvimos desacuerdos sobre ese tema. Un día, cuando yo estaba de muy buen humor porque me había encontrado a un viejo amigo, él (en ese entonces nosotros aún no estábamos casados) me dijo que quería darme la mejor cosa en su vida: la fe. Dios puso las palabras correctas en sus labios ese día, y yo estaba realmente interesada en oír lo que él tenía que decir acerca del Sagrado Corán, acerca de los milagros escritos en él y acerca de los significados de cada movimiento de su cuerpo mientras él oraba. A pesar de que fue solo una conversación sobre el tópico, fue suficiente para hacerme leer tantos libros como pudiera yo hacer llegar a mis manos. Con cada libro, con cada página, empecé a entender lo que estaba haciendo falta en mi vida, esto era lo que yo había estado buscando por todos esos años cuando estaba pidiendo ayuda a los sacerdotes. Los libros me hablaban a mí, Dios me estaba hablando a través de los libros. Encontré respuestas para una gran cantidad de preguntas; encontré calma en mi alma mientras que aquellos a mí alrededor estaban aún buscando.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Me volví musulmana tan solo hace unos pocos meses, y es asombroso sentir el milagro de un renacimiento en la fe. Dios me amó tanto que me dejó nacer de nuevo a pesar de que yo ya tenía 21 años, una edad en la que fui capaz de apreciar Su asombroso regalo. Ahora soy una musulmana. ¡Nadie puede creer qué tan diferente es ser musulmán!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Dios me hizo ver el sol en una forma diferente a la que yo estaba acostumbrada a verlo cuando era cristiana. El sol tiene un significado diferente para mí ahora. Yo se que esta luz del sol que Dios nos está enviando cada día es su forma de mostrarnos cuánto se preocupa por nosotros, cuánto nos ama. Debido a Su misericordia, nosotros no nos sentimos con frío y podemos ver el mundo en muchos colores. Dios creó la noche con el fin de mostrarnos qué tan asombrosa es Su luz. Él nos hizo confiar en que luego de una fría y oscura noche, Él nos traerá una hermosa y fresca mañana. De esta forma, Dios nos está mostrando signos. Él nos dio ojos para ver Sus palabras en cada milagro.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yo estoy tan feliz y agradecida con el regalo de Dios de ver este mundo de nuevo para finalmente apreciar mi vida. Él me dio una nueva y fresca luz en mi vida, y ahora puedo ver Sus signos en todo a mi alrededor en una forma diferente. En todo lo que hago, en todos los lugares adonde voy, Dios está diciéndome bienvenida. En milagros que Él está mostrándome, veo que estoy en el camino correcto, que Él está conmigo (en Su Sabiduría). El mundo no cambió en un día, incluso no cambió en 21 años. Todo lo que ha cambiado es la calidad de mi vida cuando el verdadero entendimiento de Dios llegó a mi corazón.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yo deseo que todo el mundo cambie también. Ahora la gente está molesta y cansada de buscar la calma a través del éxito mundano. Están cansados de odiarse los unos a los otros, y de estar celosos unos de otros. Las naciones tratan de sobrevivir luchando entre ellas; los países tratan de vivir en paz pero no pueden estar sin la guerra. Cada día el mundo se hunde más y más profundamente. La única forma de detenerlo es hacer del Islam la forma de vida de la humanidad. Con amor y conocimiento de Dios en el corazón de cada uno, encontraremos y disfrutaremos la vida con la que estamos soñando hasta ahora. Nosotros construiremos un futuro optimista para nuestros hijos; no estaremos asustados de encontrarnos los unos con los otros y vivir como una sola humanidad.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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Gerda, ex-chrétienne, Lituanie<\/span><\/h1>\r\n

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Je viens d’un tout petit pays d’Europe de l’Est, la Lituanie, où le christianisme est la religion dominante et où l’on fait des enfants des chrétiens dès leurs premiers jours.  Je n’ai jamais été athée, mais je n’ai jamais été non plus une « bonne » chrétienne.  Je crois que l’époque à laquelle je me suis sentie le plus proche de Dieu est celle où j’allais à la messe tous les dimanches, non seulement pour prier, mais aussi assister le prêtre et pour chanter dans le chœur, même si à cette époque il m’arrivait de demander à mes parents pourquoi ils m’avaient baptisée sans me demander mon avis.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Je me souviens que toutes ces années, je n’arrivais pas à être une bonne chrétienne ni à comprendre quel sens je devais donner à la religion chrétienne.  Et j’étais justement en quête de sens.  Je lisais des ouvrages sur le christianisme et demandais constamment au prêtre de m’aider à comprendre.  Je croyais et sentais distinctement que « quelqu’un » me regardait, de là-haut, mais j’avais de la difficulté à m’identifier comme chrétienne.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Je trouvais difficile de vivre sans me sentir guidée par Dieu et où que j’allais, je me sentais seule.  J’étais constamment à la recherche de Dieu tout en sentant qu’Il était très proche de moi à chaque instant.  J’avais le sentiment profond qu’Il m’aidait dans mon quotidien, qu’Il s’adressait à moi de diverses manières.  Je sentais qu’Il prenait soin de moi et qu’Il me laissait découvrir par moi-même le mode de vie qu’Il avait déjà choisi pour moi.  Je m’efforçais de comprendre les signes qu’Il m’envoyait régulièrement, les indices qui allaient m’amener vers la bonne voie.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Je suis la deuxième enfant de ma famille et ma mère eut plus de difficulté à m’accoucher que son premier enfant.  J’ai été très chanceuse de survivre à cet accouchement et je sais que c’est Dieu qui m’a sauvé la vie.  Après avoir subi deux accidents graves plus tard dans ma vie (ce genre d’accidents dont les gens ne réchappent habituellement pas), je me suis mise à vraiment apprécier ma vie.  J’ai compris à quel point la vie est fragile et que seul Dieu sait combien d’années je vivrai.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Je place ma confiance en Dieu à chaque minute de ma vie et cela m’aide à apprécier mon quotidien même quand je suis malade ou que je ne me sens pas bien.  Je sais que c’est Dieu qui nous donne tout et qu’Il s’attend à notre reconnaissance.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Je fus impliquée dans un accident de voiture tout de suite après mes examens de fin de parcours, suite auquel je fus clouée au lit durant plus de six semaines.  Je ne pouvais bouger que ma tête et mes bras, mais avec l’aide de Dieu, je réussis à m’inscrire à l’université alors que j’étais toujours alitée.  Mes médecins s’étonnaient de ma volonté à poursuivre mes activités alors que les autres personnes dans mon état pleuraient de douleur et demandaient des médicaments pour les aider à dormir.  Ce ne pouvait pas être que de la chance : je ne doutais pas qu’il s’agissait d’un miracle de Dieu.  Suite à cette épreuve, ma foi grandit encore, mais je n’arrivai plus à mettre les pieds dans une église.  Je comprends aujourd’hui ce qui me retenait : pour moi, il devenait évident que l’église ne constituait plus une voie menant vers Dieu.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

C’est par l’intermédiaire de mon mari que je suis enfin parvenue à une réelle compréhension de Dieu, que j’ai découvert ce que j’avais si longtemps cherché et qui allait devenir ma voie vers le véritable bonheur, vers la paix et la sérénité de mon âme.  C’est par la volonté de Dieu que nous nous sommes rencontrés.  Au début, nous ne parlions jamais de religion.  Puis un jour où j’étais d’humeur joyeuse après avoir revu une ancienne amie, celui qui allait devenir mon mari me dit qu’il souhaitait me transmettre la chose qui lui tenait le plus à cœur dans sa vie : la foi.  Dieu mit certainement les meilleures paroles dans sa bouche, ce jour-là, car je fus immédiatement intéressée par ce qu’il avait à dire sur le Coran et les miracles qu’il contient, et sur la signification de la prière en islam.  Bien que ce fut notre toute première conversation à ce sujet, cela éveilla suffisamment mon intérêt pour que les jours suivants, je me mette à lire tout ce qui me tombait sous la main au sujet de l’islam.  À chaque livre, et à chaque page, je découvrais ce qui avait tant manqué à ma vie, ce que j’avais tant cherché, depuis ces années où j’allais voir le prêtre pour lui poser des questions.  Ces livres me parlaient, Dieu s’adressait à moi à travers eux.  Je trouvai réponse à de nombreuses questions, réponses qui apportèrent la paix à mon âme.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Je suis devenue musulmane il y a de cela quelques mois et je m’étonne chaque jour de ressentir ce miracle de la renaissance de ma foi.  Dieu m’aime tant qu’Il m’a fait renaître à l’âge de 21 ans, un âge auquel je suis capable d’apprécier Son immense cadeau.  Je suis maintenant musulmane et je me sens totalement différente!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Dieu m’a fait voir le soleil de façon différente et ce dernier possède une signification différente pour moi, aujourd’hui.  Je sais que ce soleil qu’Il nous envoie chaque jour est une manière de nous montrer à quel point Il se soucie de nous, à quel point Il nous aime.  Grâce à Sa miséricorde, le soleil nous réchauffe et nous fait voir le monde sous toutes sortes de couleurs.  Et nous avons confiance qu’après une nuit froide et obscure, Il nous ramène un matin frais et lumineux.  C’est ainsi qu’Il nous montre Ses signes et Il nous a dotés de divers sens pour que percevions Ses miracles.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Je suis si reconnaissante à Dieu de m’avoir permis de voir ce monde sous un nouveau jour, d’apprécier ma vie pour de bon.  Dans tout ce que je fais et partout où je vais, je sens la présence de Dieu.  Par les miracles qu’Il me fait voir, je sais que je suis sur la bonne voie et qu’Il est avec moi en tout temps.  Le monde n’a pas changé, mais ce qui a changé, c’est ma qualité de vie depuis qu’est descendue dans mon cœur la véritable compréhension de Dieu.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Bien sûr, je voudrais que le monde change, lui aussi.  Les gens se sont lassés de chercher la paix de leur âme dans la réussite matérielle de ce monde.  Ils sont las de la haine, de la jalousie et des nations en guerre.  Le monde s’enfonce un peu plus chaque jour et son seul remède est l’islam comme mode de vie pour toute l’humanité.  Si tous possédaient en leur cœur l’amour et la compréhension de Dieu, ils trouveraient cette vie qu’ils cherchent tant et à laquelle ils ne font encore que rêver.  L’avenir serait plein de promesses pour leurs enfants et ils vivraient comme un seul peuple, uni dans sa foi en Dieu.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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Gerda, Ex-Christin, Litauen<\/span><\/h1>\r\n

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Ich komme aus einem kleinen europäischen Land, das Litauen genannt wird, wo das Christentum die vorherrschende Religion ist und wo ein Baby an seinen ersten Tagen auf der Welt zu einem Christen gemacht wird.  Ich bin nie Atheistin gewesen, aber ich habe mich nie als gute Christin bezeichnet.  Es war die Zeit, als ich jeden Sonntag zur Kirche gegangen bin, nicht nur zum Gebet, sondern um dem Priester zu helfen und im Kirchenchor zu singen, dass ich Gott eher in meinem Herzen hatte, obwohl ich meine Eltern fragte, warum sie mich getauft hatten, ohne mich zu fragen, ob ich eine Christin sein wollte oder nicht.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Mein ganzes Leben lang, soweit ich mich erinnere, konnte ich keine gute Christin sein und ich konnte die Bedeutung der christlichen Religion nicht verstehen.  Aber ich suchte nach der Bedeutung.  Ich la seine Menge Bücher über das Christentum, wobei ich ständig den Priester um Hilfe bat.  Ich konnte sagen, dass ich fühlte, dass „Jemand“ über mich wachte, aber ich konnte mich nicht als Christin bezeichnen. <\/span><\/p>\r\n

Ohne die Führung Gottes, des Allmächtigen zu leben, war schwierig, beängstigend und einsam, wo auch immer ich hin ging.  Ich suchte die ganze Zeit nach Gott und doch fühlte ich, dass Er mir nahe war.  Ich fühlte Gottes Hilfe die ganze Zeit, ich fühlte mich, als würde Er mit mir reden.  Ich sah, wie Er für mich sorgte und wie Er mich meine Lebensweise finden ließ, die Er bereits für mich ausgewählt hatte.  Ich versuchte, eine Menge Zeichen zu verstehen, die Er mir fast täglich schickte, als würde Er zu mir sprechen. <\/span><\/p>\r\n

Ich bin das zweite Kind in meiner Familie und die Schmerzen meiner Geburt waren für meine Mutter viel schlimmer gewesen als bei ihrem ersten Baby.  Ich hatte Glück gehabt, dass ich die Geburt überlebt habe, und ich glaube, Gott hat mein Leben gerettet.  Nach zwei sehr schweren Unfällen in meinem Leben, von denen die Leute sagten, keiner hätte das überleben können, fing ich an, mein Leben wirklich zu schätzen.  Ich fühlte, wie zerbrechlich das Leben eines Menschen ist und nur Gott weiß, wie lange ich leben werde.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gott lässt mich Ihm jede Minute meines Lebens vertrauen und dies half mir dabei, mein Leben zu genießen, auch wenn ich krank war oder mich schlecht fühlte.  Ich weiß, Gott gibt uns alles, möchte, dass wir Ihn schätzen, damit wir verstehen, dass Er dies nur für uns tut. <\/span><\/p>\r\n

Ich hatte gleich nach meinen Graduierungsexamen einen Autounfall, und mir wurde gesagt, ich müsse mindestens sechs Wochen im Bett bleiben.  Ich konnte nur meinen Kopf und meine Arme bewegen, aber mit Gottes Hilfe konnte ich trotzdem meine Schule beenden und schrieb mich an der Universität ein, obwohl ich noch im Bett lag.  Selbst mein Arzt konnte es nicht glauben, dass ich so viel erreicht hatte!  Die meisten Leute hätten vor Schmerzen geschrien und nach einer Tablette gebeten, um schlafen zu können.  Das konnte nicht einfach nur Glück gewesen sein – es war mit Sicherheit ein Wunder Gottes.  Hierauf wurde mein Glaube immer stärker, aber „IrgendJemand“ hielt mich immer noch von der Kirche ab.  Ich kann jetzt verstehen, was da vor sich ging – für mich war die Kirche nicht der Weg zu Gott. <\/span><\/p>\r\n

Das wahre Verstehen Gottes, auf das ich schon so lange wartete und das für mich der einzige Weg zu wahrer Freude durch die Ruhe der Seele sein würde, fand ich durch meinen Ehemann.  Wie wir uns getroffen haben, war auch eines der Wunder Gottes.  Am Anfang haben wir nie über Religion gesprochen, und wir hatten darüber nie Meinungsverschiedenheiten.  Eines Tages, als ich richtig gute Laune hatte, weil ich gerade einen alten Freund getroffen hatte, sagte er (wir waren immer noch nicht verheiratet) er wollte mir das beste im Leben geben – Glauben.  Gott legte ihm an diesem Tag die richtigen Worte in den Mund, und ich hörte interessiert zu, was er über den Heiligen Qur´an zu sagen hatte, über die Wunder, die darin beschrieben sind, und über die Bedeutung einer jeden Bewegung, die er beim Gebet machte.  Obwohl es nur ein Gespräch über dieses Thema war, reichte es aus, um mich alle Bücher, die ich in die Hände bekam, lesen zu lassen.  Mit jedem Buch, mit jeder Seite, fing ich an, zu verstehen, was mir in meinem Leben fehlte; das heißt, wonach ich all die Jahre gesucht hatte, als ich den Priestern Fragen gestellt hatte.  Bücher sprachen zu mir – Gott sprach zu mir durch Bücher.  Ich fand Antworten auf viele Fragen; ich fand Ruhe in meiner Seele, während die um mich herum immer noch suchten. <\/span><\/p>\r\n

Ich bin erst vor ein paar Monaten Muslim geworden, und es ist erstaunlich, das Wunder einer Wiedergeburt im Glauben zu fühlen.  Gott hat mich so sehr geliebt, dass Er mich wieder geboren hat, obwohl ich erst 21Jahre alt bin, ein Alter, in dem ich in der Lage war, Sein erstaunliches Geschenk zu schätzen.  Jetzt bin ich Muslima.  Keiner kann sich vorstellen, wie anders es ist, Muslim zu sein!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Gott lässt mich die Sonne auf andere Art sehen, als ich sie als Christin zu sehen pflegte.  Die Sonne hat jetzt eine andere Bedeutung für mich.  Ich weiß, dass dieser Sonnenschein, den Gott uns jeden Tag sendet, Seine Art ist, uns zu zeigen, wie sehr Er für uns sorgt, wie sehr Er uns liebt.  Wegen Seiner Gnade fühlen wir keine Kälte und wir können die Welt in vielen Farben sehen.  Gott hat die Nacht geschaffen, um uns zu zeigen, wie faszinierend das Licht ist.  Er ließ uns Ihm vertrauen, dass Er nach der kalten und dunklen Nacht, einen schönen, frischen Morgen hervorbringen wird.  Auf diese Weise zeigt uns Gott Zeichen.  Er gab uns Augen, damit wir Seine Worte in jedem Wunder sehen. <\/span><\/p>\r\n

Ich bin so glücklich und dankbar für das Geschenk Gottes, die Welt jetzt neu zu sehen – um schließlich mein Leben zu schätzen.  Er gab mir ein neues und frisches Licht in meinem Leben und jetzt kann ich Seine Zeichen überall um mich herum auf eine andere Art erkennen.  Alles, was ich tue, überall, wo ich es tue, sagt Gott mir willkommen.  In den Wundern, die Er mir zeigt, sehe ich, dass ich auf dem richtigen Weg bin, dass Er (mit Seinem Wissen) mit mir ist.  Die Welt hat sich nicht an einem Tag geändert, sie hat sich auch nicht in 21 Jahren geändert.  Alles, das sich geändert hat, ist die Qualität meines Lebens, als das wahre Verständnis von Gott in meinem Herzen Einzug erhalten hat. <\/span><\/p>\r\n

Ich wünsche mir, die ganze Welt würde sich ebenfalls ändern.  Jetzt sind die Menschen sauer und müde geworden auf der Suche nach Ruhe durch weltlichen Erfolg.  Sie sind müde, einander zu hassen und eifersüchtig auf einander zu sein.  Nationen versuchen zu überleben, indem sie einander bekämpfen; Länder versuchen in Frieden zu leben, können aber nicht ohne Krieg leben.  Jeden Tag sinkt die Welt tiefer und tiefer.  Die einzige Möglichkeit, dies zu stoppen, besteht darin, den Islam zur Lebensweise der Menschheit zu machen.  Mit Liebe und Wissen von Gott in den Herzen eines jeden, werden wir das Leben finden und genießen, von dem wir jetzt nur träumen.  Wir werden eine optimistische Zukunft für unsere Kinder aufbauen; wir werden keine Angst haben, wenn wir einander treffen und als einheitliche Menschheit zu leben.  <\/span><\/p>\r\n

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Gerda, Ex-Cristã, Lituânia<\/span><\/h1>\r\n

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Sou de um pequeno país do leste europeu chamado Lituânia onde o Cristianismo é a religião dominante, e no qual um bebê em seus primeiros dias no mundo é feito um cristão.  Nunca fui atéia, mas nunca me considerei uma boa cristã.  Foi na época que ia à igreja todo domingo, não apenas para orar, mas para ajudar o padre e cantar no coro da igreja que mais tive Deus em meu coração, apesar de perguntar aos meus pais por que me batizaram sem me perguntar se eu gostaria de ser uma cristã.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Toda a minha vida, tanto quanto posso me lembrar, não pude ser uma boa cristã e não pude compreender o significado da religião cristã.  Mas eu buscava por significado.  Lia muitos livros sobre Cristianismo, embora pedisse ajuda continuamente ao padre.  Posso dizer que sentia e acreditava que “Alguém” cuidava de mim, mas não podia me chamar de cristã.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

A vida sem a orientação de Deus Todo-Poderoso era difícil, assustadora e solitária onde quer que eu fosse.  Buscava por Deus todo o tempo e ainda assim sentia que Ele estava muito próximo de mim.  Sentia a ajuda de Deus o tempo todo comigo; sentia como se Ele estivesse falando comigo.  Via como Ele cuidava de mim deixando-me encontrar o estilo de vida que Ele já tinha escolhido para mim.  Tentava entender os muitos sinais que Ele me enviava diariamente, quase como se Ele estivesse falando comigo.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Sou a segunda em minha família e as dores do parto de minha mãe comigo foram muito maiores do que com seu primeiro bebê.  Tive sorte em sobreviver ao parto e acredito que Deus salvou minha vida.  Depois de dois acidentes sérios mais tarde em minha vida, aos quais as pessoas disseram que ninguém poderia sobreviver, comecei a realmente apreciar minha vida.  Sentia o quanto a vida humana é frágil e que somente Deus sabe quanto tempo viverei.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Deus me permite confiar Nele a cada minuto de minha vida e isso me ajudou a desfrutar de minha vida mesmo quando estava doente ou me sentindo mal. Sei que Deus nos dá tudo, querendo que O apreciemos, então entenderemos que Ele faz isso por nós.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Sofri um acidente de carro logo após minhas provas e me disseram que ficaria na cama por pelo menos seis semanas.  Só podia mover minha cabeça e braços, mas com a ajuda de Deus terminei meu segundo grau e me inscrevi na universidade enquanto ainda estava de cama.  Nem meu médico pôde acreditar que eu tinha conseguido!  A maioria das pessoas estaria gritando de dor ou pedindo um remédio para dormir.  Eu não era apenas sortuda – era com certeza um milagre de Deus.  Depois disso minha fé aumentou, mas “Alguém” continuava a me manter distante da igreja.  Posso entender agora porque isso acontecia – para mim, a igreja não era o caminho para Deus.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

O verdadeiro entendimento de Deus, que estava esperando por tanto tempo e que seria meu único caminho para a verdadeira felicidade através da tranquilidade de minha alma, eu descobri através de meu marido.  Como nos encontramos também foi um dos milagres de Deus.  No começo nunca falávamos sobre religião, e nunca tínhamos desentendimentos em relação a isso.  Um dia, quando estava de muito bom humor porque tinha encontrado uma velha amiga, ele (naquela época ainda não estávamos casados) me disse que queria me dar a melhor coisa em sua vida – fé.  Deus colocou as palavras certas em seus lábios naquele dia e eu estava realmente interessada em ouvir o que ele tinha a dizer sobre o Alcorão Sagrado, sobre os milagres escritos nele, e sobre os significados de cada movimento de seu corpo enquanto ele orava.  Embora fosse apenas uma conversa sobre o assunto, foi o suficiente para me fazer ler tantos livros quanto eu pudesse por as mãos.  Com cada livro, com cada página, comecei a entender o que estava faltando em minha vida, ou seja, o que tinha estado procurando por todos aqueles anos quando fazia perguntas aos padres.  Os livros falavam comigo – Deus falava comigo através dos livros.  Encontrei respostas para muitas perguntas, encontrei tranquilidade em minha alma enquanto aqueles à minha volta continuavam buscando.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Tornei-me muçulmana há poucos meses e é maravilhoso sentir o milagre de um renascimento na fé.  Deus me amou tanto que me deixou renascer embora já estivesse com 21 anos, uma idade na qual eu era capaz de apreciar Sua dádiva maravilhosa.  Agora sou muçulmana.  Ninguém acredita o quanto é diferente ser muçulmana!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Deus me fez ver o sol de uma forma diferente do que costumava ver quando era cristã.  O sol tem um significado diferente para mim agora.  Sei que essa luz do sol que Deus nos envia todos os dias é Seu modo de nos mostrar o quanto Ele se importa conosco, o quanto Ele nos ama.  Por causa de Sua misericórdia, não sentimos frio e podemos ver o mundo em muitas cores.  Deus criou a noite para nos mostrar o quão maravilhosa é Sua luz.  Nos fez confiar Nele e saber que depois de uma noite fria e escura Ele trará uma manhã agradável e fresca.  Dessa forma Deus nos mostra sinais.  Deu-nos olhos para vermos Suas palavras em cada milagre.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Sou tão feliz e grata pela dádiva de Deus de ver esse mundo de uma nova maneira – de finalmente apreciar minha vida.  Ele me deu uma luz nova e revigorada em minha vida e agora posso ver Seus sinais à minha volta de uma forma diferente.  Tudo que faço, onde quer que vá, Deus está me dando boas vindas.  Nos milagres que Ele me mostra, vejo que estou no caminho certo, que Ele está comigo (em Seu Conhecimento).  O mundo não mudou em um dia, não mudou nem em 21 anos.  O que mudou foi a qualidade de minha vida quando o verdadeiro entendimento de Deus chegou ao meu coração.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Eu queria que o mundo todo mudasse também.  Agora as pessoas estão zangadas e cansadas de procurar por tranquilidade através do sucesso mundano.  Estão cansadas de se odiarem, e invejarem umas às outras.  Nações tentam sobreviver lutando entre si; países tentam viver em paz, mas não podem ficar sem guerra.  Todo dia o mundo está se afundando cada vez mais.  A única forma de parar é fazer o Islã o modo de vida da humanidade.  Com amor e conhecimento de Deus no coração de todos, encontraremos e desfrutaremos a vida que todos sonhamos.   Construiremos um futuro otimista para nossos filhos; não ficaremos com medo de nos encontrarmos e viver como uma única humanidade.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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