A man's
personal quest to study the most authentic verses of
the Bible, the Q verses, leads him to Islam. Part one:
A problem with conventional Christianity.
By Brandon Toropov
Brandon
Toropov, Ex-Christian, USA (part 1 of 2)
A Wave of
Conversions
If you are a
Christian, the idea that Jesus, may the mercy and
blessings of God be upon him, practiced the same faith
that today's news broadcasts hold responsible for so
many of the world's problems may seem far-fetched to
you. It seemed far-fetched to me when I first
encountered it, before I consulted the Gospels
closely. Yet you should know that many, many
contemporary Christians have reached life-changing
personal conclusions about the Gospel message and its
relation to Islam.
"There is
compelling anecdotal evidence of a surge in
conversions to Islam since September 11, not just in
Britain, but across Europe and America. One Dutch
Islamic centre claims a tenfold increase, while the
New Muslims Project, based in Leicester and run by a
former Irish Roman Catholic housewife, reports a
steady stream of new converts." (London Times, January
7, 2002.)
Mainstream
Media Ignores Us
The Western news
media only rarely shares the stories of these
individual converts to Islam with the world at large,
but I strongly suspect that most of these people -- if
they are like me -- found themselves, at the end of
the day, concerned about the consequences of calling
Jesus "Lord" without obeying his instructions ...
found themselves far more concerned about that, in
fact, than about any media coverage of geopolitical
issues.
This kind of
concern causes people to change their lives.
The
Challenge of Q
Speaking
personally, I changed my own life because I could not
ignore the implications of the authentic, stand-alone
Gospel passages that today's most accomplished
(non-Muslim!) scholars believe to be of the earliest
date available.
These sayings,
which form a reconstructed text known as Q, can all be
found in the New Testament. They are almost certainly
the closest we will ever be able to come to an
authentic oral tradition reflecting the actual sayings
of Jesus, may the mercy and blessings of God be upon
him.
Q Confirms
Islam
If you are new
to Q, you should know what the best New Testament
scholars now know, namely that today's scholarship
identifies certain Gospel passages as not only
instructive, but historically more relevant than other
passages. This scholarship has led to some
fascinating discussions among scholars (and a
comparatively few lay readers).
I believe the Q
verses tend to confirm Islam's depiction of Jesus as a
human Prophet with a Divine mandate essentially
indistinguishable from that of Muhammad, may the mercy
and blessings of God be upon him.
A Human
Prophet
I did not
develop the theory of Q. It has been around for
years. "Traditionalist" Christian clergy and
theologians are generally hostile to it. They claim
that students of Q are somehow eager to diminish the
status of Jesus, peace be upon him. Actually, we are
eager to learn what he is most likely to have
actually said.
Q represents a
major challenge for contemporary Christianity, not
least because it strongly suggests that Islam's
picture of Jesus is historically correct. The fact
that Q essentially confirms Islam's image of Jesus as
a distinctly human Prophet has not, I think, been
widely noticed by today's Christians. And it must
be. Because a careful review of the scriptures
demonstrates that Jesus is in fact calling his people
to Islam.
Jesus
Brought Me to Islam!
I came to Islam,
Alhamdulillah [all praise be to God], after three
decades of restless dissatisfaction with conventional
Christianity. Although I've read a lot of conversion
stories since I embraced Islam in March of 2003, I
haven't found many that cited the Gospels as a point
of entry to the Holy Quran. This is how it was for
me.
I was drawn to
the Gospels at a young age -- eleven -- and I read
them compulsively on my own, despite the fact that I
did not live in a Christian household. I soon learned
to keep religious matters to myself.
Early
Questions
For most of my
adolescence I studied the Christian scriptures on my
own. I still have the red King James Bible I bought
as a child; my own handwritten note on the front page
proclaims June 26, 1974, as the date I accepted Jesus
as my personal savior.
When I say I
read the scriptures compulsively, I mean that I was
drawn to the Gospels of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John
like a magnet. There are plenty of notes and
highlightings in that old Bible of mine in Psalms, in
Ecclesiastes, in Proverbs -- but most of the notes and
underlinings are in the Gospels. But I sensed, even
at an early age, that there were some internal
problems with the texts I loved so dearly.
Who Tampered
with the Gospels?
I can clearly
remember reading the account in the 22nd chapter of
Luke where Jesus withdrew from the disciples, prayed,
and returned to find them fast asleep. Who, I
wondered, could have possibly observed him praying ...
and then related the incident so that it eventually
could be included in the Gospel of Luke? There's
another passage in the Gospels where Jesus supposedly
includes the words "let him who reads understand" in
one of his spoken discourses, which seemed odd to me.
And there was yet another spot where the New Testament
author assured first-century Christians that their
generation would see the second coming of the Messiah
-- a passage I found difficult to square with modern
Christian doctrine. These and other queries about the
New Testament arose while I was still quite young,
certainly before I was fifteen. Had someone
manipulated the Gospels? If so, who? And why?
I "filed" my
questions for later, and decided that the real problem
was that I was not part of a vigorous Christian faith
community.
Catholic
At eighteen, I
headed East for college and entered the Roman Catholic
Church. In college, I met a beautiful and
compassionate Catholic girl who was to become the
great love and support of my life; she was not
particularly religious, but she appreciated how
important these matters were to me, and so she
supported me in my beliefs. I do a great injustice to
her seemingly limitless resources of strength,
support, and love by compressing the beginning of our
relationship into a few sentences here.
An Encounter
with a Priest
I asked the
campus priest -- a sweet and pious man -- about some
of the Gospel material that had given me trouble, but
he became uncomfortable and changed the subject. On
another occasion, I remember telling him that I was
focusing closely on the Gospel of John because that
Gospel was (as I thought then) a first-person account
of the events in question.
Again, he
stammered and changed the subject and did not want to
discuss the merits of one Gospel over another; he
simply insisted that all four were important and that
I should study all of them. This was a telling
conversation, and a fateful one, as it turned out.
Christianity
or Paulism?
Now, this is not
my life story, but rather my reversion account, so I'm
going to fast-forward over a lot of important events.
That sweet campus priest eventually married my
girlfriend and me, and we settled in suburban
Massachusetts. We each moved ahead professionally and
became grownups. We had three beautiful children.
And I kept reading and rereading the Bible. I was
drawn, as ever, to the sayings about the lamp and the
eye, the Prodigal Son, the Beatitudes, the importance
of prayer, and so many others -- but I had steadily
more serious intellectual problems with the
surrounding "architecture" of the New Testament,
particularly with the Apostle Paul. The fact that
Paul never seemed to build a theological argument
around anything that Jesus actually said was a big,
big problem for me.
In the
mid-1990s, my wife and I both became deeply
disenchanted with the Catholic Church, in part because
of a truly terrible priest who gave very little
attention to the spiritual needs of his community. We
later learned that he had been covering up for a child
abuser!
Protestant
I found it
necessary to immerse myself in a faith community. I
joined, and became active in, the local Protestant
denomination, a Congregational Church.
So I led Sunday
School classes for children, and briefly taught a
Gospel class on the Parables for the adults. In the
Sunday School classes for the kids I stayed right with
the curriculum I had been given; but in the adult
class, I tried to challenge the participants to
confront certain parables directly, without filtering
everything through the Apostle Paul. We had
interesting discussions, but I sensed some resistance,
and I didn't try to teach an adult class again. My
wife eventually joined my church. (She is a member
there today.)
By this point, I
had become deeply affected by the apparent
intersection of the Christian mystic tradition and
that of the Sufis and the Zen Buddhists. And I had
even written on such matters. But there seemed to be
no one at my church who shared my zeal for these
issues.