For three years, Adrine lived in a house divided by a silent contradiction. Her husband was a Muslim by name, yet his life was entangled in the dark rituals of witchcraft. Though she had not yet embraced a faith of her own, the presence of charms and occult practices felt like a heavy shroud over their home. She longed for clarity, for a truth that didn’t require shadows.
Everything changed when she crossed paths with the duats from iERA.
They didn’t start with rules or rituals; they started with the heart of existence: Tawheed. As they explained the absolute Oneness of God and the profound simplicity of Islam, something clicked within Adrine. The logic of a single, All-Powerful Creator resonated with her spirit in a way that the chaotic world of witchcraft never could.
In that moment of clarity, the confusion vanished. Adrine chose to leave her old life behind and submit to the Creator. She took her Shahada, testifying that there is no god but Allah and Muhammad is His messenger, and chose a name that reflected her new path: Rashidah—the rightly guided one.
Rashidah’s conversion was not just a personal milestone; it was a mission. Despite her husband’s practices, she didn’t turn away from him in anger. Instead, she felt a newfound sense of duty and compassion.
“I will talk to him,” she promised her mentors. “I will show him that there is no power greater than Allah, and that we don’t need the shadows when we have the Light.”
Armed with her new faith, she committed herself to guiding her household away from shirk (polytheism) and toward the peace of pure worship.
Rashidah didn’t waste a single moment. The very next day after her conversion, she was back in the classroom, sitting eagerly among students to learn the basics of her faith—how to pray, how to read the Quran, and how to live a life of virtue.
The culmination of her first week arrived last Friday. For the first time, Rashidah stood in the ranks of the believers for Jumu’ah prayers. As the khutbah echoed through the masjid and she bowed her head in prostration, the heavy shroud was finally gone. Adrine was gone. Rashidah had come home.
