In the Valley of Tears

In the Valley of Tears

In the Valley of Tears I am a simple Egyptian from the Delta region. Farms surrounded me from every side with streams of the luxurious Nile River endowing life with… In the Valley of Tears I am a simple Egyptian from the Delta region. Farms surrounded me from every side with streams of the luxurious Nile River endowing life with fertility. I had a strong Islamic upbringing in my childhood, studying in the village shop to teach the Quran (al-Kutaab). They taught me to fear God (Allah in Arabic) who created the Heaven and the Earth in six days. There was not a single reason to doubt a religion which emphasized fearing God, doing good work and living a moral life. The recitation of the Quran was meant to produce a sense of tranquillity. I enjoyed the Sufi circle of worship, as they adored the person of Muhammad.  I was searching for more closeness with Allah Almighty. One evening around 7:00 p.m. in the mosque, having finished praying al-Maghrib prayer, I was introduced to Muhammad Imam and  Kahwash. They were vitally influential in incorporating me into their group “The Muslim Brotherhood — i.e., al-Ikhwan al-Muslimin.” They encouraged me to be a devout Muslim and fast on Monday and Thursday of every week and break the fast with them in the

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A Violent Rushing Wind Filled the Room

A Violent Rushing Wind Filled the Room

A Violent Rushing Wind Filled the Room I used to read Christian material but could not accept its truth. I used to think the following: There is no God. Life… A Violent Rushing Wind Filled the Room I used to read Christian material but could not accept its truth. I used to think the following: There is no God. Life on earth came out of nothing. Jesus was a myth. The Bible was so old it could not be accurate. Why should the Christian religion be the right one? But some people close to death claim to have had visions of life after death. Some have experienced Heaven but others Hell! What if these places really do exist regardless of whether or not you believe in them? In February 1987, I began to feel that I could not breathe. But the doctor could find nothing wrong. On the last Friday evening of April of that year, I met with three Christian friends to pray (speak to God). The young woman in the group said things about which only I knew. I concluded that there is a God, and he knows absolutely everything about each of us. Then it happened! There was a violent rushing wind from above. It filled the entire room. It penetrated my ears and filled my entire

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