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Shiavault - a Vault of Shia Islamic Books Converts To Islam Chad M. Snyder When I was about 10, my mother and stepfather decided to become Christians. Of course, as parents do, they wish to instil the same social, political, and religious values on their children. I became a rather active member. My parents went every Sunday and became board members on various committees and so forth. I spent time in the youth group.

As I further studied Christianity, I began to notice so many contradictions and various things that I began to question my faith about two years later when I was about 12. I had always been sceptical and to the point of cynicism. I believe the final cut that was to seal my break with Christianity involved my father. As my parents were divorced I saw my father usually every weekend. We had a large youth group event coming up and I would have loved to have my father join me.

When my mother found out she immediately didnt allow me to go and made a rather heated phone call to my father. Her main reason was that it was her church and if he wanted to go to church he had to find his own church. My church and your church? I believed that completely went against all that I was taught. When I asked about this the explanation only got worse.

My mother stated that I had to understand that no matter how much my father might have found God, he would never go to heaven and he was not allowed in her church. This had me extremely upset. I thought it would be a good thing if my father found God and attended church. The pastor himself took me aside and confirmed what my mother had said. Since my dad was a really bad sinner he would never get to heaven. I asked what a really bad sinner was and got a run around.

From that point on I realized that God may be forgiving but none of his followers had to be. That all that a saved Christian had to do was ask forgiveness and no matter what they did they would go to heaven, no questions asked. I knew that what I considered to be Christianity was no longer for me. I slowly started my break and finally at the age of 14 completely removed myself from all of it. I knew there was a god and had faith that there was one, but I didnt know who.

I started reading about religion a few years later. I started reading about Islam in about 1999. I had always had sympathy for the Muslims in other countries. I saw how the US always called them militants, murderers, terrorists, and the like.