I did not meet Jesus in a church. And I definitely was not looking for Him.
I was not saved by a pastor.
I met Jesus while reading the Quran.
And the wildest part was this:
He was already there.
Surah 3:45 calls Him the Messiah, honored in this world and the next.
Surah 4:171 calls Him a word from Allah and a spirit from Him.
Surah 3:49 says He gives life to the dead, heals the blind and the leper, and creates from clay.
And I remember sitting there thinking:
There is no way this is “just another prophet.”
So I compared Him to Muhammad because I had to.
One gives life.
The other led wars.
One is called sinless.
The other prayed for forgiveness.
One raises the dead.
The other could not overcome death himself.
And I started asking questions I was never supposed to ask:
Why is Jesus the only one called the Messiah?
Why is He the only one born of a virgin?
Why is He the only one coming back to judge the world?
Why does the Quran give Jesus divine titles but never fully explain them?
That tension wrecked me intellectually.
Because the same book telling me not to worship Jesus could not stop elevating Him above every other prophet.
And eventually I realized something:
I did not leave Islam because I hated it.
I left because I followed the clues honestly.
And every single one of them led me to Jesus Christ.
Sent By Khadijat Muhammad
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