Shalom to all!!!

I am Sister HASSANATOU, an ex-Muslim from the SALIFOU family. My father is a great fanatic of the Muslim religion. He was a tough man when it came to religious requirements. In my maternal family, Islam was like a cultural heritage. My father didn’t want me to attend a white school. He wanted nothing to do with the unbelievers. So I was enrolled in Quranic school from my childhood. I had such faith in Islam. For me, Islam is what sets me apart from other women. I saw religion as a mark of distinction. I would get up at night to pray my “Nafila” prayers. Nafila is an additional prayer that is performed at night. Only those who love religion perform Nafila prayers because it wasn’t obligatory. For me, being a Christian is the worst thing that could happen to a man. How can you say that a man died and rose again?

more dead if not an invention I said. The Christian women had no peace with me. I wanted at all costs to convert them to Islam to have a reward with Allah. I knew a Christian girl whom I frequently harassed with my arguments of antichrist. While I was learning the weaving trade, I harassed this Christian girl all the time in order to prove to her the falsity of the doctrine of redemption by the death and resurrection of Jesus. I also showed her by the indecent clothing of the Christian women that God could not be with them. I also showed her the clothing of the Muslim woman so that she would see piety in Islam. She was defenseless and without argument. She often felt alone during Ramadan since the other apprentices and I are Muslims. From pressure to pressure, she ended up embracing Islam. How much I regret today having diverted someone from the path of the Lord believing to serve God. After my apprenticeship, I married a Muslim, and to contribute to the household expenses, I started a small oil business and I often went around selling. One day, Brother Bernadin and two other brothers, if I remember correctly, came to the house to announce the gospel to me and my husband. My husband paid no attention to them, and they left. I followed Brother Bernadin closely, but I didn’t understand French. I still knew that what he was saying was important. After they left, an inner voice told me that I should find out what these men had come to say. I recognized one of the brothers who was with Brother Bernadin that day because he lived not far from us in the neighborhood. So, I went to see his wife to find out what Brother Bernadin and the others had come to say at the house. It was a Saturday. She told me to get ready for the next day, Sunday, so that I could meet Brother Bernadin. The next day, Sunday, I took my oil business to go sell as usual, but this time I went to church. I left my oil display outside waiting to meet Brother Bernadin. As I was announced, they held classes, and he spoke to me alone with the one who brought me. For about two hours, Pastor Bernadin took care to explain to me with proofs from the Koran that there is no salvation in Islam and that apart from Jesus, there is salvation in no other under this sun. Immediately after the interview, it was as if I was being taken out of prison. I no longer worried about my fate. I knew that I had found the path to salvation. At the same time, I began to think about all those who are still in Islam and I feel great compassion for all Muslims. I realized how many times the whole world has been deceived about Islam. I asked the pastor how to become a disciple of Jesus? He explained to me that I must confess my sins and receive Jesus as my Lord and personal Savior while continuing to come to church to know Christ better. I confessed my sins and received the Lord Jesus as my personal Savior. Then I prayed the prayer of breaking the bond because I had participated in a lot of mystical practice in Islam. So that my husband would not doubt anything, every Sunday, I take my oil display as if I were going to sell it. But when I go out, I would go to church and leave my oil display outside to follow the service after which I would return home. I was taught enough about the Christian faith and I had become a mature Christian. I prayed a lot. One day, as I finished praying, the voice said to me, “You have not yet surrendered to me. You are lying to your husband. Tell him the truth.” The voice was so authoritarian that I had no choice but to obey. So, I told him that I had received the Lord and that I went to church on Sundays with my display of oil. He started hurling all kinds of insults until he cried. He said that he no longer had a wife. But the love of the Lord overflowed in my heart, and despite my husband’s hostility, I was at peace within myself. We had no children. So, to ease the tension, I told my husband that Jesus gives everything, even the child we were looking for. I told him to give me three months. If in three months, the Lord gives me the child we were looking for, I will leave the church. He told me that he would give me three months but that he would never set foot on a church floor. So I knew that in three months, the Lord would have to perform a miracle. Either give me the child, in which case my husband would prevent me from continuing in the church, or the Lord would save him so that we both could serve him. I didn’t want to give up the church for anything in the world. So I constantly begged the Lord for my husband’s salvation for three months. I went on a retreat with only one request: “Lord, write my husband’s name in the book of life.” The Lord is truly faithful. Before the end of the three months, the Lord touched my husband through Brother Bernadin and he joined me at the church. When he believed it, he never again mentioned the child matter we were looking for. My father never knew that I had become a Christian until the day I went on a spiritual retreat in the village. When my dad knew that I had become a Christian, he treated me like a stranger he had never known. He didn’t even respond to my greetings. Afterwards, he ordered that everyone in the family stay away from me. Even my little sister, who enjoyed my hospitality, was taken away so that I would not defile her. For it was said that I was a stain that should not be approached. He organized a large family meeting to publicly disown me as his daughter. He said that he would cut me into pieces if I ever set foot in his house again. He also said that from this day on, he is no longer my father and not to attend his funeral. My husband received insults from him, my uncles and aunts rose up to pronounce curses. I bless the Lord who has maintained my faith because I receive teachings continuously for my strengthening in Christ and my walk with the Lord goes from superficial to deep. Today, I am one of the direct co-workers of Brother Bernadin, and I serve the Lord in the house of prayer for the conquest of Muslims. It is not easy to leave Islam to follow the Lord Jesus. It is a whole system of lies put in place to seduce the whole world about God. I give thanks to the Lord who had mercy on my soul to deliver me from this satanic sect. To God be the glory. Amen