I want stories and I want them. From Christians who have studied both Islam and Christianity. What made you believe Mohammed is the true prophet? Many thanks
I was Muslim prior to a couple weeks ago. You will have to ask someone else for their going the other way story. But I will say it has a lot to do with the fact they were Christian because their parents were, and never knew the indwelling of the Holy Spirit. Nothing could make me go back now.. everything has changed inside of me, because of the Holy Spirit.
However my story for leaving Islam is;
Back after 9/11 I prayed to God, because of everything that was happening in the world, the actions of people were just so bad. Nothing seemed right anymore. None of it seemed Godly.
So I prayed back then, asked God to show me HIS path, and teach me who HE was, so that I knew what was true and what wasn't. I asked HIM to teach me in a manner so that I knew it was from HIM, and not the words of men.
I didn't get any real guidance I don't think and I was searching searching in Islam for God trying to figure out the deepest meanings of all the texts and studying Islam so much. I pretty much went on the deep end of religious study, dedicating anywhere from 8-12 hours a day every day to learning.
Then in about 2008 I started having dreams and visions, in all of them I was being told that something bad was going to happen, and they all indicated there was something missing in my spirituality - and I had to get that right, and that I was running out of time.
One dream after the other I searched trying to figure it all out. But, I was okay spiritually I thought. I was religious and doing all the right things and I was kind and considerate and giving and obedient ect ect. I also felt that I was close to the Imam, so.. in all things I didn't understand why my dreams were telling me I was missing something in my own spirituality.
So, I began going to shiekhs at some point hoping they could help me. One after the other either completely dismissed me and some told me they were false dreams ect but I knew they werent. And I kept having them.
Fast forward some through time, and about 2 years ago, perhaps 2 and a half years ago, I ended up closer to some Christians, which gave me the opportunity to speak with them and occasionally ask questions. It really seemed none of them had any clue either.. no more than the shiekhs in my religion. They were just as lost as everyone else.
There were only two who seemed to know anything, and neither one was quick to talk to me about it all.
Anyway.. I ended up getting married to one of those Christians, and he made a pact when we got married, that he would do nothing to interfere with my religion. So he wouldn't even teach me and just barely would answer any questions I might have had, because he didn't want anything he did to be perceived as interference. He had given me his word.
That was 2 years ago we got married. He would occasionally answer a direct question, but not all the time.. and he never offered anything.
So fast forward some more, I had kept having the dreams and visions, and as more time went on, the more dreams and visions I began having.
I had been leaning toward Christianity the last few weeks prior to my last dream. but I was trying to be both a Christian and a Muslim, I was trying to mix the religions together... I wasn't understanding Jesus enough to let go of Islam, but I was at least understanding better.
Then I had one last dream, that was on the 9th of November 2014, and the next day, on the 10th of November, I understood the dream. I had not understood it at first, but when I did understand finally, I realized that Jesus had come to me in my dream, and explained fully exactly who HE was to me..
That morning, on the 10th, I gave my heart over to Jesus Christ as Lord and Savior. I finally understood it all.
Exactly 1 week later, I revived the indwelling of the Holy Spirit. Who has taught me so much since then, I talk to HIM all the time, and learn from HIM. It's been amazing..
I am now a Christian. But it was a lot more God, and a lot less anything anyone said to me. Most weren't able to say much if anything at all.