I have beliefs about God that I have held from childhood. They’re not just internalized beliefs; they’re how I filter the world around me. Many of them are expressed perfectly in Islam. My faith in God often brings me joy, but more than that it brings me steadiness.
Among God’s comforts are that I can feel his presence as close to me as my pillow, and that for every step I take toward Him, He takes 10 steps toward me. That’s all I’ve ever needed, even while I go through periods of greater or lesser religiosity.
The world is a big place, with lots and lots of different kinds of people. All of us seek to fulfill our human needs for love, community, and family. We are also driven to individually explore the meaning and purpose of our lives: what are we called upon for while we’re here?
Too many Muslims to name have been supportive of me as I’ve walked my path, and I want to take a moment to recognize their kindness. Even when I tell them I broke big, important Islamic rules, like marrying a non-Muslim. Even though I don’t wear hijab. Even though I don’t sprinkle my speech with Arabic phrases. Even when I tell them I struggle with finding a place for myself in the Muslim community. I remember a sister telling me fiercely:
“Remember, this is your religion, too.”
Muslims have offered a kind smile, or cookies and conversation where they just listen, or, when they hear I’m struggling, extend an offer of community and an invitation to a party they’re throwing just for close Muslim women friends, or they invite me to participate in our religion as I am able. I have been extended these kindnesses in person, and in writing. By men, and by women. By Muslims who know me intimately, and those who met me in a book club. All of that has happened repeatedly over the past 31 years. Why?
It’s part of the belief and value structure of Islam: when someone says they’re Muslim, that’s that. And if the only thing you have to offer a sister in distress is a smile, offer it. Muslims will say:
I’m taking my time – my lifetime – to experience God, secure that I will always have Him. Certain that my religious obligations to God and my fellow human beings are for my betterment. Certain, too, that when I take a step back from intense religiosity, I have not untethered myself from God. That is impossible.
I’m feeling thankful today for the support of the Muslims I’ve known over the decades.
Have a blessed Ramadan.
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Nice! Very well expressed.
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