I became a Muslim largely because I fell in love with a beautiful human being – “I was only sent to perfect noble character,” said Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, declared as a “mercy to all the worlds.”
The Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him, was born into this world on April 9th, 570, Christian era in the lunar month of Rabi’a al-Awwal. The religion of the Arabs at the time was a hodge podge of superstition, divination and idolatry.
His overwhelming magnanimity of character led to a mass conversion among the citizens of Mecca. Even Abu Sufyan, his archenemy, embraced the religion of the Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him.
In a period of twenty-three years Muhammad, peace be upon him, had succeeded in uniting a feuding people trapped in cycles of violence into one people with a sense of destiny and a mission that would transform the world.
He elevated the low, and he lowered the elevated that they might meet in that middle place known as brotherhood. He infused in them a love of learning unleashing a creative power that would lead to some of the most extraordinary scientific breakthroughs in human history.
I feel so incredibly grateful and blessed to have come to know him and to learn from him. A day of my life has not gone by that I haven’t felt indebted to him for the wisdom he has given me in making sense of my life and my world.
Every day my love for Muhammad, peace be upon him, increases. Like the vast majority of my fellow believers across the world and through times, he is, indeed, the Beloved—the Praised One.