The following is my personal account of when I was a devout Muslim and having doubts. I was actively involved in the Muslim Student Association (MSA) of my college and would spend much of my free time in their rooms. Names have been changed.
My MSA Brother’s Advice
Allahu Akbar, shouted the brother leading the prayer. I got up from shizda and sat up, reciting my prayers.
“Does anybody even listen when you pray?”
No. No. NO! STOP IT! Astagfirullah. I need to get these thoughts out of my head. I need to get his voice out of my head. Zac gave in to Shaytan and left Islam. I can’t. I can’t let his questions harm my faith. This is Shaytan putting doubtful thoughts in my head. I need to get Zac’s doubts out of my head.
“Assalamu Alaikum WaRahmatullah,” the brother said twice. Prayer ended. I need to specifically ask Allah to give me guidance. Click to keep on reading!