Assalamu alaikum, hope you’re well!
Firstly, apologies for taking so long to respond — like a true Queen, I’ve had to prioritise rest after some exhausting weeks, both personally and at work. Two spaces after my full stop. Insha’Allah things will calm down a bit during my upcoming leave.
My revert story isn’t dramatic or extraordinary — and it doesn’t need to be. Allah SWT calls each of us in the way our hearts are ready to hear.
Back in 2013, my family and I were part of a church discussion group. Every week we’d choose a topic — sometimes random, sometimes planned — and have open conversations about it. One week we decided to discuss other religions, which was honestly quite taboo in our culture. The unspoken rule was always that Christianity is the “only” religion, so learning about anything else was unnecessary… even suspicious. I still don’t know what prompted the group to choose this topic, but I clearly remember choosing Islam. My school had been next to a mosque, and although I knew almost nothing about Islam at the time, I had always admired the discipline and peaceful consistency I saw in the people attending it.
Just a bit of background about me — I was frequently labelled the “bad girl” in religious spaces growing up. Not because I was actually bad, but because I dared to ask questions. If something didn’t make sense, or seemed contradictory, I questioned it. Apparently that’s enough to get you side-eyed in my community. Even now, I’m still the one who asks the difficult questions — especially at work — and yes, I still get plenty of lashback for it!
In the religious environment I grew up in, questioning was seen as a sign of weak faith. You were expected to simply trust, go to church, read the Bible, and not probe anything too deeply. But I’ve never been built like that.
So when I started researching Islam for that group session, it began very innocently — but Subhanallah, the more I learned, the more something in my heart lit up. Concepts I had struggled with for years started making sense. Questions that I had been scolded for asking were suddenly being answered with clarity, logic, wisdom, and compassion. I found myself researching not just for the group discussion, but for myself.
And so the journey continued for about a year — quietly, privately, and with sincere curiosity. Then, in May 2015, Alhamdulillah, I embraced Islam.
Reverting was both easy and challenging. Easy in the sense that my heart felt at peace — I knew where I belonged. Challenging because I had to reshape parts of my lifestyle, my routine, and even the way I managed my time. Learning to pray, adjusting my habits, and integrating new knowledge into daily life was a beautiful but demanding transition.
But truly — without any doubt — this has been the most rewarding journey of my life. I am still learning every single day, still growing, still discovering the beauty Allah SWT places in every step of this path.
Alhamdulillah for guidance, and Alhamdulillah for the courage to follow it.