A British Neo-Nazi's Journey to Islam 
By  Abdul Aziz Myatt 
Islam - submission to the will of Allah. I converted to Islam because there 
came a time when both my mind and my heart accepted that there was no god but 
Allah and that Muhammad was His Messenger. All that I had believed and upheld 
before this conversion is at worst wrong, and at best irrelevant. 
My duty now, the purpose of my life, is to do the will of Allah, to submit to 
the will of Allah — to strive, In sha' Allah, to be a good, a devout, Muslim. 
To live as a Muslim in the way that Allah has decreed, through his Prophet and 
Messenger Muhammad. One of the many wonderful things which occurred on the day 
I converted was when the Imam of the Mosque explained that by accepting Islam I 
had begun a new life — Allah had forgiven me my sins, and it was as if I 
started my life again with my Book of Life, the record of my sins, empty.
I have a new life now, a new identity — for I am a Muslim, and all Muslims are 
my brothers, wherever they happen to live, and whatever race they are said to 
belong to.
How was it that I, a Westerner with a history of political involvement in 
extreme "right-wing" organizations, came to be standing one Sunday outside a 
Mosque with a sincere desire to go inside and convert to Islam? The simple 
answer is that it was the will of Allah — He guided me there. As for my 
political past, it belongs to the past. All I can do now is to trust in Allah, 
the Compassionate, the Merciful, the Lord of all the worlds.
As Sheikh Muhammed Salih Al-Munajjid — a distinguished scholar — has said:
"Asking for details of a persons past and wanting to know what sins they might 
have committed when they were ignorant about Islam is not right at all. Allah 
covers peoples' sins and loves to see them covered (i.e. not dragged out into 
the open). So long as a person has repented, his sins have been wiped out. 
Islam deletes whatever came before, so why should we ask questions that will 
only embarrass people? Allah accepts people's repentance without their having 
to confess or expose their sins to any other person. A number of the sahabah 
[companions of the Prophet] had committed adultery and murder repeatedly, or 
had buried infant girls alive, or stolen things, but when they entered Islam 
they were the best of people. No one needs to be reminded of a shameful past; 
it is over and done with, and Allah is the All-Forgiving, Most Merciful."
In terms of the 'Western' explanation that most Westerners will seek in order 
to try and understand my conversion, I suppose my journey toward Islam began 
when I first went to Egypt and, as a tourist, visited a Mosque. The Adhan — the 
call to prayer — had begun and I was struck by its beauty.
It is fair to say my heart responded to it in a way that, at the time, I did 
not understand. Then, I knew little about Islam, but each time I visited Egypt 
I learnt a little more. I talked to several Egyptians about their religion, and 
bought a copy of an English translation of the Qur'an. The little bits I read 
made a lot of sense to me, and the more I learnt about Islam, the more 
admirable it seemed to be. The more Muslims I met, the more I admired them.
But I was still in thrall to my own ego, my own Western way of life, and by two 
other things which prevented me from fully appreciating Islam and investigating 
it further. First, my life-long belief in Nature: the belief that we somehow 
belong to Mother Earth in a special, almost pagan, way and that our own 
consciousness is the consciousness of Nature.
Second, that it was our nation, our national culture, which defined us and 
which therefore, was of supreme importance. But, in my heart, I always felt a 
universal, honorable, compassion, as I always felt the need to be aware of the 
numinous, the sacred. Many times in my life I believed this "numinosity" 
derived from God, the supreme Being — while at other times I believed it 
derived from Nature, from the cosmos itself: from what I often termed "the 
gods".
For decades, I wavered between these two versions regarding the origin of the 
sacred. Because of this awareness, these feelings, I was not as many people — 
and journalists in particular — believed me to be: some sort of fanatical 
political extremist who 'hated' people. And yet it is true to say that I was 
perhaps too arrogant — too sure of myself and the understanding I believed I 
had achieved — to give in to this compassion, this awareness, and accept I was 
simply a humble creation of an all-powerful Supreme Being. Instead, I believed 
I could make if not a significant difference then at least some difference to 
this world, based on my own beliefs and understanding.
Conversion
My conversion really begins when I started a new job, working long hours on a 
farm, often by myself. The close contact with Nature, the toil of manual labor, 
really did restore my soul, my humanity, and I became really aware of the 
Oneness of the Cosmos and of how I was but part of this wonderful Order which 
God had created.
In my heart and in my mind I was convinced that this Order had not arisen by 
chance — it was created, as I myself was created for a purpose. It was as if my 
true nature had fought a long battle with Shaitan, who had deceived me, but who 
could deceive me no more. I felt the truth of the one and only Creator in my 
heart and in my mind.
For the first time in my life, I felt truly humble. Then, as if by chance (but 
it was the guidance of Allah) I took from my bookcase one of the copies of the 
Qur'an I had bought after one of my visits to Egypt. I began to read it 
properly — before, I had merely "dipped into it", reading a few verses, here 
and there.
What I found was logic, reason, truth, revelation, justice, humanity and 
beauty. Then, with a desire to find out more about Islam, I "surfed the 
Internet" for Islamic sites. I found one with audio files of Adhan and Salah 
and verses from the Qur'an. Again, my heart responded. There was no need for 
words.
In the next few days I found more web-sites as I read all I could about Islamic 
beliefs. Stripped of my prejudices, my arrogance — no longer deceived by 
Shaitan — here was everything that I myself felt, and always had felt to be 
true: dignity, honor, trust, justice, community, truth, an awareness of God on 
a daily basis, the need to be self-disciplined, the spiritual way before 
materialism, and the recognition of how we, as individuals, are subservient to 
God.
I marveled at the life of Muhammad and at the spread of Islam — at how those 
early Muslims, once "rough and ready" nomads, had through only the words, deeds 
and revelations of the Prophet, created perhaps the most civilized civilization 
there has ever been. I became enthralled reading about the life of the Prophet 
Muhammad, for there was something remarkable here: he seemed to represent 
everything I felt in my heart and my mind to be noble and civilized. In fact, 
he seemed to me to be the perfect human being: the perfect example to follow.
The more I discovered about Islam, the more it answered all the doubts, all the 
questions, of my past thirty years. It really did feel as if I had "come home" 
— as if I had at last found myself. It was like the time I first went to Egypt 
and wandered around Cairo.
The sounds, the smells, the scenes, the people — I really felt I belonged 
there, among "Islamic Cairo" with minarets and the Adhan around me. Personally, 
I have always loathed cities and large towns — but Cairo was somehow different. 
I liked it (and still do) — despite the overcrowding, the noise, the traffic. 
Now, I would sit for hours listening to recordings of the Adhan (which I 
understood) and the Qur'an in Arabic (which I did not understand). Truly, here 
— I felt — was the numinous.
Thus, my own conversion became not a question, but a duty. For I had found and 
accepted the truth that there was no god but Allah and that Muhammad was His 
Messenger.
So it was that I came to enter a Mosque to say that I wished to convert to 
Islam. They were so pleased and so friendly — so brotherly —  that it brings 
tears to my eyes now as I remember it, and I thank Allah that I found the true 
Way in the end.
In my new life, I have a lot to learn, and a desire to learn, as I believe I 
have the best guides anyone can have — the holy Qur'an and the example of the 
noble Prophet Muhammad.
Source:
http://discover.islamonline.net/servlet/Satellite?c=Article_C&cid=1154526125238&pagename=Zone-English-Discover_Islam%2FDIELayout

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