Let me be honest. I wanted to stay Muslim so badly. Not even because of God or faith at first, but because of the life attached to my faith. My dad’s businesses were waiting for me -  all signed and ready. My mom’s community surrounded me: doctors, lawyers and politicians. Bro, success was laid out in front of me. There was even an arranged marriage lined up for me. She was on track to be a doctor. Beautiful future with the house, the wedding, all of it. All I had to do was say one sentence: “Yeah, I still believe.” That was it. If I said it, I could keep the money, keep the family approval and keep the life I had always known. But here’s the problem, once I met Him, I could not unsee Jesus. When I really read the Quran and compared it to the Gospel, I couldn’t force myself back into pretending Islam was the truth. Honestly bro, knowledge becomes heavy at that point. I didn’t leave Islam to rebel, despite what many believe about me. I left because I could not betray what I believed was true. No business opportunity, no relationship, no comfortable future was worth denying the King who gave His life for me. So yeah, my life would have been easier if I stayed. But when Jesus says, “I am the way,” you don’t answer with, “But the other path feels safer.” You pick up your cross and walk. Follow me for more conversations about Islam, Christianity, Scripture, and how we can reach Muslims with the Gospel.