I was 11 years old and had just started high school, when a church group came to school one day and gave us all red pocket sized bibles. I looked around to see that everyone else had just put them into their bags. Whilst I was flicking through the pages, a verse caught my eye – and I thought, this sounds just like the Quran.
I didn’t think this palm sized bible deserved to be associated with the remains of my left over chocolate wrappers and the ink leaking from my pens at the bottom of my bag. So I held it in my hands the entire walk home which at the time, seemed like the only thing safe enough to hold something so sacred.
When I returned home, my parents told me to place it on a high shelf along with the other scriptures in our house. It’s been almost 8 years since then, and every time I turn the pages and read the first verse I layed my eyes on, I think – how can anyone who is a true believer of their religion, ever claim that Islam is evil…surely our words are one.
“I sought the Lord, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears.” Psalm 34:4
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