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Zul Hajj 1430

Volume 25 No 12

In the name of God, Most Gracious, Most Merciful

Submitters Perspective

Monthly Bulletin of the International Community of Submitters Published by Masjid Tucson

The Soul Seeketh HIM

My journey in seeking God goes back to when I was a child, at the age of 7! I was a Christian before, who truly went to church but at a tender age, I guess I was still blurry about the mystery of GOD. Jesus was my idol and all I knew was to pray to ASK for help and thank God for things in life.

When I look back at my past, I remember the first time I asked myself if GOD was truly present. I was just a 7 year old child. It was in school then, and as usual mom gave me 20 cents for pocket money for food during recess time at school. Every day, I was always careful with the 20 cents because I love food and that 20 cents gets my stomach filled with food during my recess period.

That particular day at school, during recess period, I was shaken when I checked my school-dress pocket and noticed the 20 cents was MISSING! I usually check it every time when it’s almost recess period during the lessons in class. I was devastated. I never was careless at all. I was always careful with what I loved most and this 20 cents was my BIG MONEY at that time.

At this point I felt my world tumble and I was dizzy. Dizzy at the fact I won’t get my favorite Milk Rice with Fried Anchovies! I looked everywhere. Believe me, I even turned over my school bag, emptying it totally, where obviously I did NOT put my pocket money, be cause it was just 20 cents, small enough to put in my school-dress pocket! I just checked as if I needed to check everything, even if it did not matter. It was no where! It was really missing. I checked in my pencil case, in my school bag, in my pocket, and even on the desk, beneath all the books, and still no where. I actually prayed in that moment of despair. I thought I was going to be hungry and needed help!

As a little girl, all I knew was to pray simply and it was “God, I know you love me. I lost 20 cents, God. Please, Lord, OPEN my eyes and show me the 20 cents. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE. I promise to be a good girl and be careful with my money next time.” This was my humble prayer of innocent supplication to the God that I always had the instinct He knew me although I did not know Him that well as a child.

Do you know what happened at that moment as I opened my eyes after my prayers? A 20-cent coin was right in my pocket! The very same school-dress pocket I had been searching and searching. It was an amazing miracle to me. Imagine—a 7 year old child sees magic for the first time in her life. To me, that was magic. And I knelt immediately in front of my desk, and said Thank you, GOD! Thank you for loving me! Thank you for GIVING me this money for food! It was beautiful. Truly, the heart rejoiced and I just knew that there is a GOD who hears us.

This was the first experience, and after that, I always prayed when I lost something and asked the Lord to open my eyes to see where I placed it, even if I had checked the place several times. It was always a miracle to me.

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