Why Islam is my choice — Page 84
84 before, so I had a fairly good idea of where all the different rooms were. I immediately proceeded towards the prayer room and began to say my prayer. The room had not yet filled with people. An elderly man, with a big white turban and a flowing white beard stood gracefully on the pulpit and addressed in a language that I did not understand. After the sunnah prayer, I quietly sat down but was still afraid that I might be turned out of the mosque. As I sat there, I wondered who that charming personality was and what was the language he was speaking in. Then I saw him becoming silent, and for a moment or so, hiding behind the pulpit. I was becoming further curious as to what was going on. As the man stood up again, he was looking directly at me. I saw a powerful ray of light emerging out of each one of his eyes and piercing my eyes. I went blind. I could not see anything until the prayer service started. The whole event was a unique experience for me. Although I joined in the prayer service, but I could not understand what had just happened. Later on, I realized that it was a Friday, and as All ā h had willed, I had reached the mosque when the Friday prayer service had just started. The holy man behind the pulpit was none else but Ḥ a ḍ rat Mirz ā N āṣ ir A ḥ mad, Third Successor to the Promised Messiah, may All ā h be pleased with him. After a visit to Spain, he was in Germany to visit the German A ḥ madiyyah Muslim Jam ā ‘at. When I found out the dates that he spent in Spain, I was surprised, as all that time I was also in Spain, spending my days in Al- Ḥ amr ā. The person who had stopped me from entering the mosque at the main entrance was a member of the local A ḥ madiyyah Muslim Jam ā ‘at who was assigned that duty. I must admit now that he was rightly discharging his duty. Any person who would appear the way I did could be a security risk. I only thank All ā h that despite all those difficulties, He, so graciously, got me through all the obstacles, and granted me my wish.