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Shiavault - a Vault of Shia Islamic Books Converts To Islam Saabirah Abdulhayy Each single life is a unique, beautiful, gift from the One Who Creates. InshaLlah, I shall never stop loving to sing the praises of my Creator (swt) and the Road that Ive travelled and continue to travel until breath leaves this body. I was born Muslim, AlHumduliLlah although I never knew that as I was raised Catholic Christian. There have been many trials with only one answer even when I didnt know the question.

There has been One Constant in my life and it is the Source of All...Allah (swt). Sometimes, that never-ending, God, where are you? caused difficulties, especially when I was growing up. Mother used to say (and still does) Go to church once a week, say your prayers and then cut it out with all of your God Stuff! For me, that would have been like cutting off a limb. I have been a bit ill since 12 years old in that Ive had epilepsy, which was difficult to control.

I was married at age 22, had a child, and because of seizures, I was heavily medicated and seem to have lost 11 years of my life/memories. I recall my daughter at the age of 5 and then...she was 16. I became ill with pneumonia and in one day my lungs collapsed, liver failed and I slipped into a comatose state. The doctors resuscitated me and used life support for sustenance. My family was told that I would most likely live for not more than 3 days.

AlHumduliLlah , I didnt know that I was supposed to die and one day I woke up! My life took a turn. I worked as an office manager for a few years. When I was laid off, I went on retreat to seek Guidance and again asked God, Where are You? The official reason for the retreat was a passage from the Bible: Ask and you shall receive; seek and you shall find; knock and the door will be opened to you. When I left for that retreat, I made a bargain with God.

I asked for His Guidance and in turn promised that after 10 days of prayer, I would return home to find Gods Will for me in the mailbox! Well, Allah (swt) came through and I found one letter about a pilgrimage to Israel. In Israel, I discovered Arabs and Muslims. The Road Less Travelled opened up to me and I was happy to walk it.

After that first 10-day pilgrimage I returned to Israel by myself for what I believed would be 28 days for a time of prayer, searching, and coming to a better understanding of God and me.