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6^th January 2006.

            I met a new friend today. His name is Mohammed. He’s from Jordan doing Master in Computer Science in my university. And yes he is a Muslim. I won’t say he’s a radical Muslim but he is somewhere in between an open minded Muslim with radically minded Muslim.

            It all happened like this, me and my friend Razman was surfing the net at the Restu & Saujana Café when suddenly this old looking bearded man ask us if we want to join him to eat (he was having bread.). We said it’s ok, we are not hungry. Thanks anyway.

            “I’m afraid you resisted not because you are not hungry but rather you are shy, isn’t it.”  He said.

            He was right about the ‘shy’ part, I mean; personally, I don’t take food from people I don’t know. But honestly we were not hungry. I felt a bit offended when he uttered that kind of respond to our turn down.

            We were about to finish when he asked,

            “What’s your name?”

            Razman

            Andrew

            “Andrew? You’re a Christian?” he asked.

            Yar, I am.

            Then he came to our table, as I expected, to perform the Islamic Dakwah. But I’m ‘so not prepared’. I know he will bring up the theory of 2x = 10, therefore x is 5, and through this theory he concluded that Islam is the truth: x is 5, and I may be stubborn to continue to believe or argue or disagree with him that x is 7 or 4 or 3 which parallels with my Faith in Jesus is the truth. 

            Haiya… Hello?!?! I also know Christianity’s Dakwah also ok. Evangelism. Christians use the same theory also. I’m not surprised when he was able to turn it around on me (In Islamic Country, Islamic education is a must for everyone, and the influence on the people are so great that they’ll know it so deep. And when they understand their quran entirely, what do you think they’ll do next, they’ll study other scripture like the Torah & the Bible to find mistakes in it. This makes their ‘Dakwah’ so easy. And people who are not deeply grounded in their faith will be easily converted. What a total smart ass this people are.).

            Guess what he did next. You guess it right; he talked about the contradiction of the Holy Bible which they called it ‘Injil’. He threw to me questions about the bible, questions which I thought I was able to answer. I was speechless. It was as if I’m lack of something, something had departed from me and something I just realized that I’ve lost. I am empty.

            It seems like he was doing a Jihad with his mind and words. That’s scary, it sounds like an attempt of brain washing. Mohammed is a nice person. He was merciful enough the spare me off this misery by allowing me to go back and study my Bible in depth so that I can provide him answers for all his questions. Actually, I was the one who requested from him to allow me sometime to study my Holy Scripture so that I may bring answers for him. Mohammed amazed me with one thing; he knows the bible more than me. I pray that he will become Christian one day; he’ll be a great servant for Jesus Christ. And I bet he’ll be praying the same thing for me to become a Muslim. A spiritual warfare.

            This incident served as a rude awakening to me. How shallow am I in the word of God. Perhaps the feelings I had indicates that I’ve lost touch with the word of God, the Holy Spirit (one of the question he asked was about the Holy Spirit, I couldn’t answer it.) my spiritual food, my spiritual strength. I’m empty. Pray for me.

Sunshine won’t you be my mother?

Sunshine come and help me sing.

My heart is darker than these oceans.

My heart is frozen underneath.

Oh Lord why did you forsake me?

Oh Lord don’t be far away, away.

Storm clouds gathering beside me.

Please Lord don’t look the other way.

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