Hamas Leader's Son Converts to Christianity

Pretty ridiculous story of an insanely brave man, Mosab Hassan Yousef. For those of you who don’t know, leaving the Islamic tradition in strict practicing societies brings the penalty of death (often literally) and at a minimum you will likely never know your family again.

mosab-hassan-yousefYousef, 30, said he realized the true nature of Hamas and radical Islam during a stint in an Israeli prison. He renounced his Muslim faith, left his family behind in Ramallah and converted to Christianity.

“Islam is not the word of God,” said Yousef. “If you want to be offended it’s your problem. But you know something? Go study. Think for a second that I might be right. So wake up, look at your path, see where you’re going. Are you really going to heaven with 72 virgins after you kill yourself and kill another 20 people?”

FoxNews.com Article

I can’t even imagine going from recruiting and radicalizing youths as Yousef did, to renouncing your past, being disowned by your family, and needing to claim political asylum in a foreign country.

If you’re interested in getting some basic foundation in Islam, or hearing more of his story, there is a great interview I found over at sethskim.com from August 2008 (which is a news interview transcript).

Yousef will be a part of a televised special Tonight at 10pm EST on Fox News called “Escape from Hamas.” It will be re-aired several times I’m sure, check listings for details.

Letter from June 2001

Self Portrait from Summer 2002

Well this is a letter that I hope people find. In no way does it have anything to deal with suicide or any of that…

I am Depressed. I would have written a bigger ‘d’ but I know people that have been lower and I myself have been as well. It just boggles my mind how people don’t want to see what is so obvious. They just always try to blame it off on something else like the computer or skiing. How it makes me a less social person or how the people I’m around are a negative influence on my life. It is mostly my parents. Why can’t they see that they are my biggest problem. I pick up on so much. Hear them talk. It is destroying me. Why can’t they show their love for each other. I’m always hearing my mom’s rant on things she dislikes about dad. How he never fixes anything, doesn’t notice his own health, forgets little things that he should do, how he never calls her to let her know when he’ll be home. But my dad is also giving off signs. The silent moments at the dinner table, inactivity at home, not willing to help around the house.

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