True Stories of Dreams

Let me to introduce myself. My name is Ibrahim. I am honored to be named after the esteemed father of faith, Prophet Ibrahim. Originally from Syria, I now live outside

I had been suffering from a relentless sickness, which seemed to have no end. Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, but my body refused to find respite from

My name is Ali, and I am 20 years old. I grew up in Pakistan in a family which values Islam and performs its obligatory duties, such as praying five

My name is Abdallah, I am a Palestinian living in Jordan. My family is one of the leading families in a refugee camps in Amman. My father is one of

My name is Zainab. I was born in Iran. While I was still young, my parents fled to another country. When I was seven years old, I had a dream.

I was born and raised in the heart of the Middle East. I was raised believing that there was no God, but in my teens I became a fervent Muslim.

I still vividly recall the days when my father’s illness weighed heavily on my heart. It was a time of deep concern and worry. I would recite healing duas (supplications)

My name is Kazim, and I come from an Iraqi Shiite family. I was tired of the war that has eaten up my county. I saw my people killed every