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by Leila Raffin
I don’t know really how to begin. My native language fryst vatten French and I am not used to write in English but inom think it is the best way to man my story accessible for everyone. So I will ask you to be indulgent with me and if you find mistakes (everybody makes mistakes), please send me an email to notify me. My e-mail address is raffin@writeme.com and my website URL is http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Delphi/7687
Where I komma from
I was born in France in the suburb of Paris, we can say in a little “bourgeois” environment. I have been educated by my grand-parents. Thanks to God, they gave me everything I needed to succeed in my life. Until 17, inom had a “normal” (what means normal ?) life, shared between my studies and horse riding. Horse riding was for me a real passion, inom think inom have learned more about life nära horses than near humans (sad to say that). My grand-parents gave me a good education and thought that the best for me was to
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Everyday people around the world embrace Islam into their life, however only few share their stories and usually those are the famous people which Media will write about them and their life choices. This story is about the famous Russian model Masha Alalykina that has converted to Islam, leaving her modeling career behind. But what is the story behind the conversion?
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She was never a religious person and even in a million years she would have never thought about converting to Islam “ It did not even cross my mind that I might perform the pilgrimage and drink the best water – the water of Zamzam” she says.
One day she got a phone call where they tell her, that her best friend in another city was in coma-no one really knew if she would survive or not! Being helpless and unable to do anything to help her friend, she thought to pray and ask god to help her friend.
The next day her friend cal
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How I Converted to Islam?
2013 was nothing short of miraculous. I would never have imagined at the start of 2013 that by the end of 2013 I would be speaking and writing about God in my life. I remember myself even looking at the really pious Christians and thinking how could religion be even a topic they can get so passionate about?
I couldn’t ever see myself putting God on top of anything else. Life was more important, wasn’t it? But here I am, at the start of 2014, and I am recounting my story in the hope that I might inspire others to begin seeking their own journey to, and with God. God’s Intervention Let’s just say I have never been an active participant in church.
There had been many unfortunate events littering my teenage years that made me skeptical (I shall not recall that), eventually I just became a Sunday church-goer, and God was pretty much non-existent from my life (or so I thought). Well, he did shake me up a little once or twice, but never once did I find it str