Testimony of a new Muslimah by Aïsha Mayorga

Testimony of a new Muslimah

by Aïsha Mayorga.

I guess that everything started like 4 years ago. I had the opportunity to go to Washington DC. There I had lots of Muslims friends from Morocco. They were so nice with me and we always had discussions about Islam, and they said all the time I am not forcing you to become Muslim I am just telling you. But that time I did not pay to much attention. Inside I was thinking ohhh MY GOD!! They are so wrong!!!



Some time later I came back to Guatemala and I meet a guy from Algeria (in the chat). We became very good friends. I must tell u that I was born in a Christian protestant home, I mean they believe in trinity, my grandma was a pastor = who preaches in the church and also my uncle just got his diploma, he had studied to be a pastor for 4 years. So imagine!! It was kind of tough to me to believe what I was hearing. Also I thought Sunday school at church to kids; I love kids by the way.



Well, I was talking with my friend from Algeria about Islam all the time, and then I realized that Christians got lost with words and in the Old Testament (The Bible is divided in two parts old and new testament), God says that there is just one God, yesterday, today and tomorrow, and there will be a Messiah, but he can’t be worshiped, because God doesn’t change ever. Then I began a research about Islam on the Net. I started to read a lot of nice things about it and realized that even Jesus never asked the people to worship him but he called to the worship of ONE GOD.



I tried last year to fast in Ramadan (not in a very good way, 'coz I am not used to fast) but even though, it gave me so much peace. And there u go, I got most interesting in Islam.



Then I got in to a yahoo group which was AMR DIAB, that is the name of a singer in Egypt that I like very much and I thought that they will send me lots of info about him, but what happened was that I meet a guy there and we became friends and we starting to talk about Islam. And he encourages me to get into ALLAH ALONE Group. Some time later I got into www.islamenlinea.com and I read it a lot and I left a sign (like a message in the site) and then a guy from El Salvador (the country besides Guatemala, where I am from) he sent me a coooool document about Islam and I read it and I got even more confused and sad, because I’ve been living in a huge lie all this time. By that time I was still in touch with the guy I meet in the Yahoo group and I asked him lots of stuffs about Islam and he has sent me lots of emails about Islam. Then he introduced me his brother, another cool guy that helped me a lot. Some time later, they introduce me a girl, so I could feel more comfortable talking with a girl. We had lots of nice meetings and they were so patients with me. GOD BLESSES THEM!!



By this time I was choosing already my Muslim name but I wasn’t reverted yet, 'coz u know Latin culture people is all about parties, drinks, dancing and stuffs so I didn’t want to revert and I was still doing all those things, and I said, when I leave all this I will became Muslim, for now is ok, you know! ;)



One day, don’t ask me why, I went to a library and I bought the CORAN. I was soooooooooooooo happy. Some time later I went to have coffee with my best friend and I was telling her how cool does it feel to follow the Islam "Philosophy" and that I was thinking about to revert, and she was like, “You crazy!!”. That night, I had a weird dream. It was me and the same friend. We were in a huuuuge building in a high floor and we were sitting in a white couch. In front of us it was a huge light coming from a window, and I asked her to come with me and look outside. She was afraid and I encourage her to come with me. After some time, she finally accepted to come. Then we sow that the city was empty (we didn’t know the place though) and the buildings in front of us where dirty and olds and I told her “look, that's why we can't go down there is so dangerous and desolated”. Then we started to feel a presence of somebody there. And there you go; there was a guy with a whip. We freaked out. My friend got soooo scared and she started to bust off, like going back, trying to hide and she moved her shoulders like telling me that she was so scared and she will leave the place. At the same time the guy told me “Ok, now that you “say that you know the truth" (in a mocking way) ask your God to help you now from this one”. I got so weak in the dream. I couldn’t even move or talk. I was paralyzed, I couldn’t do anything!!!!!!! And I thought, ok so far, what has worked out for me is asking help to Jesus, so I started on to pray to him and I felt that I became stronger. But in the same time, I started to go down in the building and everything become dark also, and the face of the guy got pleased while I was praying to Jesus, until he (the guy with the whip) disappeared from me. I woke up sweating and very scared. The very next day I talked to my friend (one of the brother ones), and he told me that I better revert as soon as I can, 'coz that was something that was trying to get me out of the right path, and I was like, I don’t think so!! I mean Jesus helped me again in my dream. But I didn’t say anything to my friend. Then I talked with a friend about the dream and she told me, hmmm what I think is that you are confused inside and you have to find the inner peace. Ask to God to help you. She is Catholic. But as most I was telling to my friends the dream, as must I was hearing myself my dream and figurate things out. So I was thinking about it and reading the mails and all those wise writings.



Then my head got clear and I thought, okkkkkkk I was getting the point then the dream came up and I came back on my research too. But still, I was thinking neeeeeeeeeee there is a guy that I like, and I am looking forward to have something with him, and I smoke and I drink and I go to parties, etc. I was like, neeee later on; for now it is good to me just to read about Islam.



I love how Dina Stova write, and she sent a mail that said "the way to happiness I", then I got the number III, but I didn’t get the number II. So I sent her a mail asking for it and she write me back and add me into her messenger list and when I came back from school there she was. But something weird happened to me that day though. I had a bad day 'coz it was a hot day and I felt so tired. I was in a bad mud all day long. Then when I got home, I went straight to the bathroom and I didn’t even think about it and I took a shower. Then I came online and Dina was here. We started to talk and she asked me, “Why u don’t revert now?”, I was like, neeeeeee I don’t thing so, and I told her why (I was looking for excuses) and she said to me, "sis, Islam is a religion of tolerance, so step by step", those wise words makes click on my head then I told her, ok I want to revert, and I said “ashaduala ila haila Allaah wa ashadu ana muhamad rasulullaah”. Immediately I had peace. The Inner peace I have been looking for all my life, right here on my heart. Things are clear now. And there you go; I am a MUSLIMAH now and for ever.



I am a bit worried about my family now, I want them to revert also, but Allah is with me and I hope that I am going to talk in the right moment, so they can receive the message, and not to block it off.



Aïsha Mayorga.

The Tree !


Please someone find me

I want to find the light

but no one is there to guide me

Open the door someone give me it's key

My eyes were closed but now i can see

Please guide me there i want to be free

I want to be under the shade of that tree

That tree seems to give ease

It was always there but I never cared

But even though I didn't care always at it I use to stare

It seemed always so just and fair

And always looked over its leaves with love and care

Now I really think I need a share

A tree like it I can't compare

Of that tree i need to get a piece

If I get it than I will surely get peace

Don't you wonder what tree is that?

My friend, that tree is Islam.

Be a leaf and accept islam

Be a leaf and you will be calm

by: Zakaria Amara