I arrived in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia on 2008. A few days after, Eid Il Adha was celebrated. It was the end of Ramadan. The year after, the holy month just passed me. It was the first time that I really had an experience of the habits observed in Ramadhan. I remember drinking and eating without anyone noticing. Just as any other Christian amongst the Muslim populace of this country, I was careful in observing what was “haram” to keep my head safe.
Come 2010, the holy month of fasting and sacrifice took on a different face to me. My Dad suffered from a stroke a month before Ramadan and his condition was very much unstable. Although I was prepared mentally about the risks to my Dad’s condition, my obligation to my parent prevailed in me and I insisted to come home. So I did but not after Ramadan. So during the holy month, it was my quest to purge myself to deserve acceptance by Allah of my prayers. Indeed, my prayers were heard.
This year Ramadhan is unique to me. Alhamdulillah the time of my retreat and my return to Islam coincides with this highlight. Indeed, Allaah is All-Knowing, All-Merciful, Most-Merciful. I pray that Allaah keeps me at the straight path to lead me to Him to deserve praising Him, to deserve His mercy, and to be able to offer a life in gratitude only to Allaah.