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07. E. Muhammad Tate's

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I was born into a Christian family, but I did visit any church until I was 8 years old. We visited the Presbyterian Church. My sisters and I went every Sunday to Bible class and to the service for many years. After the death of our mother, I eventually enrolled to teach Sunday school. As I began teaching, nonetheless, I knew that there were many questions that I had about Christianity that I did not understand. In fact, some of the most important things just didn't make sense. Although, I asked the minister and elders of my church, I received no satisfactory answers. I eventually not only left the church, but I swore off all forms of religion. I believed that they were created to control people but not guide people. I continued to believe in God, but I decided that I had to practice "my own religion" - just be good.
I lived this way for 10 years. I traveled throughout Europe, and then settled in Germany. I married and had my first child. Still, my life was somehow not complete. I desperately needed to get in touch with my cultural roots as a Afro-American and try to define who I am, what am I to be, and what was my purpose here on earth.
Although, I read booklets on Islam a few times over the years, it seemed to only go in one ear and out the other. (Allah (swt) will open the door when He knows you are ready) I began to think about the church and how it was somehow not "me", not "us" (Afro-Americans).

One day, as I went to visit a friend in Austria, I came across an Islamic Center. I had never been in a Mosque before. I was not certain if I should enter. A "east indian"-looking man bid me to come in. He asked me if he could help. I told him that I just wanted to look around. I saw that there were books for sale. I noticed among the pamphlets, they had an English/Arabic Qur'an. I bought it and some pamphlets. By the time I was home, I began reading the pamphlets and then eventually the Qur'an.
I could not put the book down! It fascinated me and terrified me! It terrified me with its absolutely simple and accurate logic. At times I was embarrassed to have believed what I did, but I also noticed that those things which I thought were "my private religion", I was reading it in the Qur'an! I knew then that THIS was the path I had to follow.
Although, I had only read about a third of the book at that time, and knew almost nothing about the Prophet Muhammad (sas) I knew that I had to become Muslim and made Shahada at a Mosque in Germany shortly after.
I was welcomed with open arms from brothers from Kuwait, Africa, Egypt, Turkey, Albania and the US. I've prayed next to wealthy and not-so-wealthy men, older men and young boys, all as equals, and brothers, all servants of Allah (swt).
I have finally found my Purpose of Life in Islam.
Subhanallah! Al-Hamdulillah! Allahu Akbar!

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