By Andrei Roxana Elena

From Romania

(original source : http://www.55a.net/firas/english/?page=show_det&id=303&select_page=108)

(Edited by Defending-Islam.com Staff)

My story of converting into Islam began when I tried to search for God , for myself , who I am , who is that world  and so many questions connected with this life – like every one of you . I felt restless all the time, add to this some health problems. I began to read the Qur’an, learn, and think …all the questions that nagged me have been laid to rest on reading the Qur’an. NOW, I am a new person, with a new soul and a new character ….I won't bother you with my troubles, though I have many – Only God knows.

The reason why I write this story is my angel daughter Alexandra. My sweet angel who suffers so much, locked into a world of silence and impotence to do anything alone. How much I love her. Well, how much can a mother love her child? There are not enough words to express the love of a mother for her children. She is suffering from brain paralysis since she was born; she is now 19 years old. She is not able to speak, not even one word. She is motionless. Some sounds or a very adorable laugh or a smile or a cry with painful tears are the only instruments of her communication with me or people around her.

When I converted to Islam, I began to learn some verses from Quran. I am not clever at Arabic, I just read Quran with English letters (transliteration), but I understand what I read. It wasn't long time before I began to sense the beautiful world, beautiful words filled my ears and my soul …I am not alone …I am no longer that person who was shut in all the time.

My flat is so small, I have to do the prayer with my daughter, I can't leave her for a minute –believe me – can't leave her for a minute. She is in trouble all the time, needs something. Have you ever left your newly-born baby alone while it is awake?!!! So I have to do my prayer next to her bed that she has never left.

When I do my prayer next to her, she changes completely. She turns so happy, peaceful signs cross her face, she laughs, she is happy, yes, she is happy, I know her. My restless angel, Alexandra, turns to be quiet, calm and so happy when I pray before her.

For me, all that comes from Allaah. No matter what it is, He, The Greatest, The All-Knower, will never leave me if I believe and submit to Him. So, seeing my helpless child being so happy and content with the words of Allaah from the Holy Qur’an, it was the sweetest thing and blessing from The One that I owe all I have, including my self. Shall I stop counting all the blessings that Allaah gave to me? No! After a month of daily prayers in front of my girl Alexandra, another miracle happened. “Qul Huwa Allaahu Ahadun” (Say (O Muhammad (Peace be upon him)): "He is Allāh, (the) One,”) the first verse from the Surah Al-Ikhlas, which I used to recite in all my prayers.

Believe it or not

One day, right before I start to pray Asr, my girl said her first words in 19 years: yes the first word since her birth, do you know what did she say? She said "Qual Ua”. The first word in the first verse … My heart was overwhelmed with the greatest happiness and my prayer was more ardent than ever before for Allaah, The Only One, Who made that possible. I wasn’t astonished, rather happy, because I know and I will never forget how my heart reacted when I listened to Qur’an for the first time, and also when I started to read Qur’an, or when I prayed for the first time, and when I prayed in Arabic, and practically in each second of all my seconds of life, since I discovered the right way and the true religion, Islam.

As a mother, I was depressed all the time, wishing to hear my 19-year old daughter say any word. When I converted to Islam, I submitted my whole self to God. It doesn’t matter if my child will start to speak or not; it doesn’t matter if she will ever repeat those words or others; it doesn’t matter if she understands or not what’s happening; all that matters is the fact that Allaah is with her and blessed me even if it was only once or for a brief moment. I am Muslim and I am happy. I am Muslim and I know that Allaah will never leave me as far as I believe in Him and worship Him.

Probably, you people who’ll read my story will put on a serious question: first if this really possible, and second, if I am telling the truth. So, I will say to you, my reader, before even you try to believe or not my story and this miracle of Allaah, just go and look at yourself into a mirror. Look well and tell me what you see. If you cannot see that you are a miracle of Allaah, if you cannot see Allaah in all of what you have, and then you start not to believe my story… because, we are Allaah’s miracles. He created us. Then? Why you’ll not believe that if He made us from dust, He can make any other miracle? Anyway, believe it or not, I cannot be other than happy to be witness of it and to see my child so close to Allaah, saying her first word in this life after nineteen years of silence ---yes her first word was (Say that God is one).