Cat Stevens : How I came to Islam
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All I have to say is all what
you know already, to confirm what you already know, the message of the Prophet (Sallallahu
alaihi wa sallam) as given by God - the Religion of Truth. As human beings we
are given a consciousness and a duty that has placed us at the top of creation.
Man is created to be God's deputy on earth, and it is important to realize the
obligation to rid ourselves of all illusions and to make our lives a preparation
for the next life. Anybody who misses this chance is not likely to be given
another, to be brought back again and again, because it says in Qur'an Majeed
that when man is brought to account, he will say, {O Lord,
send us back and give us another chance} The Lord will say, {If
I send you back you will do the same}
I was brought up in the modern
world of all the luxury and the high life of show business. I was born in a
Christian home, but we know that every child is born in his original nature - it
is only his parents that turn him to this or that religion. I was given this
religion (Christianity) and thought this way. I was taught that God exists, but
there was no direct contact with God, so we had to make contact with Him through
Jesus - he was in fact the door to God. This was more or less accepted by me,
but I did not swallow it all.
I looked at some of the statues
of Jesus; they were just stones with no life. And when they said that God is
three, I was puzzled even more but could not argue. I more or less believed it,
because I had to have respect for the faith of my parents.
Gradually I became alienated
from this religious upbringing. I started making music. I wanted to be a big
star. All those things I saw in the films and on the media took hold of me, and
perhaps I thought this was my God, the goal of making money. I had an uncle who
had a beautiful car. "Well," I said, "he has it made. He has a lot of money."
The people around me influenced me to think that this was it; this world was
their God.
I decided then that this was
the life for me; to make a lot of money, have a 'great life.' Now my examples
were the pop stars. I started making songs, but deep down I had a feeling for
humanity, a feeling that if I became rich I would help the needy. (It says in
the Qur'an, we make a promise, but when we make something, we want to hold onto
it and become greedy.)
So what happened was that I
became very famous. I was still a teenager, my name and photo were splashed in
all the media. They made me larger than life, so I wanted to live larger than
life and the only way to do that was to be intoxicated (with liquor and drugs).
After a year of financial
success and 'high' living, I became very ill, contracted TB and had to be
hospitalized. It was then that I started to think: What was to happen to me? Was
I just a body, and my goal in life was merely to satisfy this body? I realized
now that this calamity was a blessing given to me by Allah, a chance to open my
eyes - "Why am I here? Why am I in bed?" - and I started looking for some of the
answers. At that time there was great interest in the Eastern mysticism. I began
reading, and the first thing I began to become aware of was death, and that the
soul moves on; it does not stop. I felt I was taking the road to bliss and high
accomplishment. I started meditating and even became a vegetarian. I now
believed in 'peace and flower power,' and this was the general trend. But what I
did believe in particular was that I was not just a body. This awareness came to
me at the hospital.
One day when I was walking and
I was caught in the rain, I began running to the shelter and then I realized,
'Wait a minute, my body is getting wet, my body is telling me I am getting wet.'
This made me think of a saying that the body is like a donkey, and it has to be
trained where it has to go. Otherwise, the donkey will lead you where it wants
to go.
Then I realized I had a will, a
God-given gift: follow the will of God. I was fascinated by the new termino-
logy I was learning in the Eastern religion. By now I was fed up with
Christianity. I started making music again and this time I started reflecting my
own thoughts. I remember the lyric of one of my songs. It goes like this: "I
wish I knew, I wish I knew what makes the Heaven, what makes the Hell. Do I get
to know You in my bed or some dusty cell while others reach the big hotel?" and
I knew I was on the Path.
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