Yesterday, a man came into my mosque drunk and depressed. He said he stopped by a church for help but was denied because he was drunk (no offense to anyone; i just figured i'll tell all facets of the story). A few hours later he stumbled across my mosque and said he was instantly greeted with warm welcomes, a glass of water, a chair, and a wet towel to put across his head. By then, the worst of his "hangover" was gone; he had been drinking since morning.
I walked into the mosque, introduced myself to him, asked a few questions. I saw he had a book in his hand about Islam. He told me the least he could do to thank us was to read about the religion and learn about what Islam really is since all he has heard about Islam is that it is a violent religion. I said "thank you," and walked away because it was time for prayer. By the end of the night, I saw him praying. After prayer, I saw him talking to a reknowned person in the community. Then,I saw him leave with a Quran in his hand
2006-07-25
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