My mind these days runs a mile a minute. There is that ever present fear of running out of time. Does every moment count? Sometimes it seems so.
And I wonder.....
What would my life be now if I'd had exposure, decades ago, to the beauty and peace of Islam/The Prophet Muhammad (PBUH) and where it all fits into the truth of progressive revelation? It's been the missing piece all along.
I need to back up my narrative to 1976 when I was floundering in my Christian faith. I want to tread lightly here as I would be horrified to think that I have undermined the faith of any my Christian friends. I will state this vaguely by saying that logic & my own concept of God led me to question my faith. It was at this time that I was introduced to the Baha'i Faith. The pieces of my Christian faith began to fit into a bigger picture. (Big sigh of relief for the much younger version of myself. )
My more recent history involves my study of the Quran and the conviction that this too is a gift from God, as much as is the gift of Jesus (PBUH). This is what I somehow missed all of these years. I feel a bit sad and regretful. At the same time I am grateful for the gift of time that allows me to learn.
Why blog it? I feel led to make this statement of faith
Time is running out. Not just for me but for all of us. I leave this, in part, for my kids and grandkids that they have a deeper understanding of who I am. Also, selfishly, it just feels peaceful and right to be authentic in the expression of my convictions.
