There is a mosque not far away from where we live. In fact, the name of the road that begins across the street from our house translates to “Mosque Road”. Up until a couple of weeks ago, I had basically forgotten that there was a mosque in the neighborhood. Then they installed a new speaker system. Now we get to hear the call to prayer 5 times a day.
I love it. Of course, I don’t understand a word that is said/sung. And the call to prayer represents a call to system of religion that I believe to be misguided and dark and deceptive. However, I have personally enjoyed the reminders to spend time in prayer.
When Muslims pray, they say the words “God is Great!” and then they recite portions of the Qur’an. They first stand. Then they kneel. Then they prostrate themselves.
Although I don’t change position from where I am at the moment, I have been praying when the speakers call me to. I am following our Lord’s instructions when he taught his disciples to pray. He said,
“This, then, is how you should pray:
‘Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from the evil one.’” (Matthew 6:9-13 NIV)
Although I have no plans to join in any other Muslim practices at the moment, I am grateful for the reminders to pray. I’m also thinking that perhaps churches should once again install bell towers…