My name is Abdullah. I have always considered myself a devoted Muslim. From the time I was young, I was taught the beauty of Islam, the importance of the five daily prayers, fasting during Ramadan, reciting the Quran, and living a life in submission to Allah’s will. These have brought me peace and a sense of purpose for most of my life. But recently, something shifted. I can’t fully explain it, but I began to feel like something was missing. No matter how much I prayed, read the Quran, or sought comfort in my faith, an emptiness gnawed at me.
I turned to Allah in prayer, desperately asking for guidance. Every day, I pleaded for answers, for clarity. The silence was deafening. I couldn’t understand why Allah, who had always been my refuge, felt distant. I questioned my beliefs and my devotion and wondered if Allah was testing me in ways I couldn’t comprehend.
Then I had a dream unlike any before. A man dressed in white walked gracefully ahead of a group of people. His presence was radiant and peaceful, and those who followed him walked toward what looked like Heaven. I felt a deep urge to join them. I wanted to follow, to walk beside them toward that light. But when I tried to step forward, I was blocked, as if an invisible force was holding me back. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t move.
Frustration and sadness overwhelmed me. I began to cry. The man in white turned around and walked toward me. His face was filled with compassion—an indescribable love and understanding. He knelt beside me and gently said, “If you want to join us, you need to believe in me, for I am the way, the truth and the life.”
I woke up with those words echoing in my mind and staying with me all day. I couldn’t shake the feeling that this dream was trying to tell me something important. I searched for the meaning behind the words. To my surprise, I found them in the Christian Bible, spoken by Prophet Isa (Jesus, peace be upon him) in the Gospel of John. “I am the way, the truth and the life.”
I was left even more confused, struggling to make sense of it all. Jesus (Isa) is a revered prophet in Islam, someone I have always respected deeply. I have always known Jesus as a messenger of Allah, but this dream seemed to call me to something more; these words felt different. What was Jesus trying to show me? Was He guiding me to understand Him in a new light, to see something more profound about Him, something that I might not fully understand yet? Or was this a test of my faith in a way I have never experienced?
I did not want to lose my connection with Allah. But I also felt like this dream was not random. I was torn between what I had always known and this new feeling, urging me to explore Jesus’ message more deeply.
I continued to pray, asking Allah for clarity and wisdom. Only God knew what was best for me, and I kept trying to trust His guidance. The words from the dream kept ringing in my mind: “I am the way, the truth and the life.” Toward what path was I being led? I wanted to understand. I wanted to follow the truth wherever it led.
Contacting the Dream Project website made all the difference. Their guidance and willingness to listen were invaluable, helping me process my experiences and understand the message I had received. Through their support, I realized that the truth I sought pointed unmistakably to Jesus Christ. It took months of prayer, reflection and searching, but their encouragement helped me stay on the path. Eventually, I saw that Jesus truly is “the Way, the Truth and the Life.” Now, I am enjoying my spiritual journey with Him. Please continue to pray for me.
Are you feeling a divine calling to assist individuals from Muslim backgrounds? If so, I encourage you to visit the Dream Project page at afmonline.org. We kindly request that you include us in your prayers, asking God to guide us as we strive to share His message and the truth with those whom He is reaching through their dreams.
