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And that is also why I left hadith and Sunnah and came to believe in the Qur’an alone.

I come from a family in a rural area. Although we lived in a simple place, my family was financially well off, except for my father. But because we all lived together, life felt stable in many ways.

My father took care of me and my brother. He used to send us to a sheikh to memorize the Qur’an, but I was very mischievous. Because of that, the sheikh would beat us with a whip or a stick. Of course, this created many problems, and our family was often full of tension, even against one another. But generally, things were still fine—until my father started to get sick.

When I was 12 years old, my father died. Because I was still very troublesome, my uncle and grandfather used to beat me and my brother. That was when everything started to fall apart. Still, my family continued to spend on us. I became very closed off because of the past, so we left the family house and lived with my mother, and we stopped memorizing the Qur’an.

For the next few years, I spent most of my time either playing video games or watching TV. I did not want to go out, except for school. Naturally, that created even more problems.

When I was 17, I had the idea to read the Qur’an. In my heart, I still believed in God, and I knew that the Qur’an is the word of God. I started from Al-Fatiha and the surahs after it, but I did not understand much because I had not learned those surahs properly before. The sheikh had only taught us the shorter surahs first, and he focused only on memorization, so we did not understand the meanings.

Then I reached Surah Yusuf. Even though I did not understand everything, some parts immediately caught my attention. Yusuf’s story felt very different from the life I came from, even though people around me always said that we believed in God.

When I read the words of Ya‘qub:

قَالَ إِنِّي لَيَحْزُنُنِي أَن تَذْهَبُوا بِهِۦ وَأَخَافُ أَن يَأْكُلَهُ ٱلذِّئْبُ وَأَنتُمْ عَنْهُ غَٰفِلُونَ

This was not the kind of mercy or gentleness I was used to.

Then I continued reading:

وَجَاءُوا عَلَىٰ قَمِيصِهِۦ بِدَمٍ كَذِبٍۢ ۚ قَالَ بَلْ سَوَّلَتْ لَكُمْ أَنفُسُكُمْ أَمْرًا ۖ فَصَبْرٌ جَمِيلٌ ۖ وَٱللَّهُ ٱلْمُسْتَعَانُ عَلَىٰ مَا تَصِفُونَ

And again:

قَالَ رَبِّ ٱلسِّجْنُ أَحَبُّ إِلَيَّ مِمَّا يَدْعُونَنِيٓ إِلَيْهِ ۖ وَإِلَّا تَصْرِفْ عَنِّي كَيْدَهُنَّ أَصْبُ إِلَيْهِنَّ وَأَكُن مِّنَ ٱلْجَٰهِلِينَ

Then I reached this verse:

وَرَفَعَ أَبَوَيْهِ عَلَى ٱلْعَرْشِ وَخَرُّوا لَهُۥ سُجَّدًا ۖ وَقَالَ يَا أَبَتِ هَٰذَا تَأْوِيلُ رُؤْيَايَ مِن قَبْلُ قَدْ جَعَلَهَا رَبِّي حَقًّا ۖ وَقَدْ أَحْسَنَ بِي إِذْ أَخْرَجَنِي مِنَ ٱلسِّجْنِ وَجَاءَ بِكُم مِّنَ ٱلْبَدْوِ مِنۢ بَعْدِ أَن نَّزَغَ ٱلشَّيْطَانُ بَيْنِي وَبَيْنَ إِخْوَتِي ۚ إِنَّ رَبِّي لَطِيفٌ لِّمَا يَشَاءُ ۚ إِنَّهُ هُوَ ٱلْعَلِيمُ ٱلْحَكِيمُ

That was the moment my heart opened again.

The Qur’an felt completely different from the world I had come from, even though people around me kept saying, “We believe in God.” My whole family was not like Ya‘qub and Yusuf in the Qur’an—their patience, mercy, and humility were remarkable to me.

Even the sheikh who taught us, and many of the people around us, were not like that either, even though we are Arabs. The religion I saw in the Qur’an was not the same religion I had known in my past.

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u/BenchNational5602 — 22 days ago
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And that is also why I left hadith and Sunnah and came to believe in the Qur’an alone.

I come from a family in a rural area. Although we lived in a simple place, my family was financially well off, except for my father. But because we all lived together, life felt stable in many ways.

My father took care of me and my brother. He used to send us to a sheikh to memorize the Qur’an, but I was very mischievous. Because of that, the sheikh would beat us with a whip or a stick. Of course, this created many problems, and our family was often full of tension, even against one another. But generally, things were still fine—until my father started to get sick.

When I was 12 years old, my father died. Because I was still very troublesome, my uncle and grandfather used to beat me and my brother. That was when everything started to fall apart. Still, my family continued to spend on us. I became very closed off because of the past, so we left the family house and lived with my mother, and we stopped memorizing the Qur’an.

For the next few years, I spent most of my time either playing video games or watching TV. I did not want to go out, except for school. Naturally, that created even more problems.

When I was 17, I had the idea to read the Qur’an. In my heart, I still believed in God, and I knew that the Qur’an is the word of God. I started from Al-Fatiha and the surahs after it, but I did not understand much because I had not learned those surahs properly before. The sheikh had only taught us the shorter surahs first, and he focused only on memorization, so we did not understand the meanings.

Then I reached Surah Yusuf. Even though I did not understand everything, some parts immediately caught my attention. Yusuf’s story felt very different from the life I came from, even though people around me always said that we believed in God.

When I read the words of Ya‘qub

>قَالَ إِنِّي لَيَحْزُنُنِي أَن تَذْهَبُوا بِهِۦ وَأَخَافُ أَن يَأْكُلَهُ ٱلذِّئْبُ وَأَنتُمْ عَنْهُ غَٰفِلُونَ

This was not the kind of mercy or gentleness I was used to.

Then I continued reading:

>وَجَاءُوا عَلَىٰ قَمِيصِهِۦ بِدَمٍ كَذِبٍۢ ۚ قَالَ بَلْ سَوَّلَتْ لَكُمْ أَنفُسُكُمْ أَمْرًا ۖ فَصَبْرٌ جَمِيلٌ ۖ وَٱللَّهُ ٱلْمُسْتَعَانُ عَلَىٰ مَا تَصِفُونَ

And again:

>قَالَ رَبِّ ٱلسِّجْنُ أَحَبُّ إِلَىَّ مِمَّا يَدْعُونَنِىٓ إِلَيْهِ ۖ وَإِلَّا تَصْرِفْ عَنِّى كَيْدَهُنَّ أَصْبُ إِلَيْهِنَّ وَأَكُن مِّنَ ٱلْجَٰهِلِينَ

Then I reached this verse:

>وَرَفَعَ أَبَوَيْهِ عَلَى ٱلْعَرْشِ وَخَرُّوا لَهُۥ سُجَّدًا ۖ وَقَالَ يَا أَبَتِ هَٰذَا تَأْوِيلُ رُؤْيَايَ مِن قَبْلُ قَدْ جَعَلَهَا رَبِّي حَقًّا ۖ وَقَدْ أَحْسَنَ بِي إِذْ أَخْرَجَنِي مِنَ ٱلسِّجْنِ وَجَاءَ بِكُم مِّنَ ٱلْبَدْوِ مِنۢ بَعْدِ أَن نَّزَغَ ٱلشَّيْطَانُ بَيْنِي وَبَيْنَ إِخْوَتِي ۚ إِنَّ رَبِّي لَطِيفٌ لِّمَا يَشَاءُ ۚ إِنَّهُ هُوَ ٱلْعَلِيمُ ٱلْحَكِيمُ

That was the moment my heart opened again. I remember looking at the sky, knowing that something had changed inside me.

The Qur’an felt completely different from the world I had come from, even though people around me kept saying, “We believe in God.” My whole family was not like Ya‘qub and Yusuf in the Qur’an—their patience, mercy, and humility were remarkable to me.

Even the sheikh who taught us, and many of the people around us, were not like that either, even though we are Arabs. The religion I saw in the Qur’an was not the same religion I had known in my past.

Have you read the Qur’an and felt it was different from what was taught in Sunni or Shia traditions?

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u/BenchNational5602 — 22 days ago