CHAPTER I

[Frontispiece: EVENING PRAYER. '_Islam was born in the desert._']

THE STORY OF ISLAM

BY

THEODORE R. W. LUNT

GENERAL SECRETARY, NATIONAL LAYMEN'S

MISSIONARY MOVEMENT

(FORMERLY EDUCATIONAL SECRETARY, CHURCH

MISSIONARY SOCIETY)

THIRD EDITION (REVISED)

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AUTHOR'S PREFACE

TO THIRD EDITION

It has been strange indeed to revise this book in barracks, amid

efforts to learn to fire big guns--possibly against the Turks. And

yet this necessity which lies upon us Englishmen to-day only

emphasizes afresh the importance of our trying to understand the real

problem of Islam.

When the war is over, Islam will remain. Whatever state of

disorganization it may be in and whatever its centre, it will still

tower up before us gaunt and shadowed as one of the most difficult

problems of civilization and as the great reproach of the Christian

Church.

We can do nothing to help Moslems, or to solve their problem, unless

we know something of their story and have tried to understand the

power and fascination of their rugged simple creed.

Those of us who are called to fight--for honourable necessity--have

the lesser task {vi} though it be costly. The real opportunity will

lie with those who come after--with those, in fact, who are at school

to-day. Their task will be not to destroy but to build, to dream

holy dreams of a great World Kingdom of Love and Gentleness and Truth

and Purity and Honour, and to consecrate their lives to the One from

Whom and through Whom alone these things can come.

THEO. R. W. LUNT.

R.F.A. MESS, BEDFORD BARRACKS,

EDINBURGH, _January_ 1916.

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CONTENTS

CHAP.

Author's Preface

I. 'Youth and its Schooling'

II. Early Manhood

III. The Prophet of Arabia

IV. Life in Mecca

V. The Unsheathing of the Sword

VI. The Sword of Islam

VII. Islam's Success

VIII. Islam's Failure

IX. 'The Challenge of Islam'

X. The World of Islam

XI. Islam and the Church of Christ

XII. Islam and the Christian

Appendices

Index

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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS

Evening Prayer ... Frontispiece

'_Islam was born in the desert._'

The Kaaba at Mecca

'_Recognized as the religious centre of all Arabia._'

A Camel Merchant

'_Mohammed's fame spread along every caravan route of Arabia._'

The Observance of Prayer

'_Typical of Mohammedanism in every century and in every clime._'

The Extent of Islam, 800 A.D. (map)

'_An example in missionary enthusiasm._'

Moslems in the Great Mosque, Delhi

'_It is a problem which concerns us, ... we have a duty to them._'

A Challenge from West Africa

'_Where Moslem mosque and pagan temple are side by side._'

Hon. Ion Keith-Falconer and Dr. Imad-ud-Din

'_Strong men, missionary and convert._'

Moslem Boy-Faces (Tunis)

'_What have we Christians that we can say to them?_'

The Mohammedan World To-day (_map_)

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THE STORY OF ISLAM

CHAPTER I

'YOUTH AND ITS SCHOOLING'

'The boy is father of the man.'

'Islam was born in the desert.'

EDWIN ARNOLD.

[Sidenote: Mecca.]

Close to the focus of three great continents, where East meets West

and North meets South, Asia almost touching both Africa and Europe,

lies the great unknown country of Arabia, the 'Land of the Desert.'

The long, low coast-line of its western shore is familiar enough to

all who travel to the East. About seventy miles behind that coast

lies a wild chain of desert mountains. Here, in a valley snuggling

among massive peaks, is an Arab town, a kind of mountain fastness,

lying in an amphitheatre of rugged hills.

It marks the spot, so the Arab legend runs, where long years ago

Hagar the {2} bondwoman laid her son, parched and dying of a desert

thirst, while she drew away out of reach of his cries, and 'lifted up

her voice and wept.' Here, too, is the well from which she filled

her bottle and gave the lad to drink, reverenced to-day by all good

Arabs as the sacred well of Zemzem.

[Sidenote: Mohammed's Birth 570 A.D.]

In this town of Mecca there lived in the year 570 A.D. a young Arab

widow mother. She had not been married long when her husband

Abdallah joined a caravan on a long trading journey up to Syria. On

his way back he sickened of some desert fever and died, and a son was

born to her after the father's death. The child's grandfather was a

person of considerable importance, the patriarchal head of the ruling

clan, the Koreish. He took the boy in his arms and went to the

sacred temple of Mecca, and gave thanks to God. The child was named

Mohammed.

[Sidenote: Childhood.]

His mother was poor, but she was of noble family; and so, according

to the custom of Arab aristocracy, the child was not nursed at home

but entrusted to the care of a woman of one of the wild wandering

tribes of the desert for his first five {3} years. The boy's

earliest recollections must have been of wild Bedouin life, in which

he grew strong and robust in frame, trained in the pure speech and

free manners of the desert. For little more than a year he returned

to his mother and his home, but at the age of seven his mother died,

and he was left an orphan. He was old enough to feel her loss very

deeply, and also the desolation of his orphan state. The shadow

overcast his life and turned his thoughts to melancholy. His

grandfather, Abd al Muttalib, was an old man now, and Mohammed was

his favourite grandson. He took the lad to his own home and was more

than ordinarily kind to him; yet Mohammed never forgot his mother,

nor the sorrow of her death. No doubt it did much to make him the

pensive, meditative man he afterwards became--anyhow it set him

thinking.

When he was eight years old the boy's heart was again wounded by the

death of his kind grandfather and guardian. With him he had lived in

the proudest home in Mecca, for Abd al Muttalib had been a kind of

hereditary 'lord mayor' of the town, whose special duty it was to

take {4} charge of the Temple and the Holy Well, and to care for the

many pilgrims that came to visit them. Now the 'clan' was left

without its proper head, and Mohammed was given into the charge of

his uncle, Abu Talib.

[Sidenote: Education.]

There was little ordinary 'schooling' for the Arabs of those days,

except for the favoured few, and Mohammed, fatherless, motherless,

and now grandfatherless, was not among these. Probably he never even

learned to write. His school was the schooling of the desert and the

caravan; he was to become his uncle's 'handy-man,' and for the

present the best thing he could do was to go and help in looking

after the camels and sheep which his uncle kept on the slopes of

Mount Arafat.

[Sidenote: The Arabs.]

Who were these Arabs from whom Mohammed sprang and among whom he

lived? They were cousins of another mighty race, the Jews, their

neighbours, for both traced their descent from Abraham--the Jews

through Isaac and Jacob, the Arabs through Ishmael, and also through

Esau who married the daughter of Ishmael. In a marvellous way have

the Arabs all through their history been fulfilling the old prophecy

of the sons of {5} Ishmael: 'He shall be as a wild ass among men: his

hand shall be against every man and every man's hand against him, and

he shall dwell in the presence of his brethren.'[1] How better could

we describe the Arab to-day? The description was equally true in the

days of Mohammed. Customs and ways of men change slowly in the East

when they change at all, and the Arab all through history has clung

to the wandering and warlike habits of his patriarch Ishmael, and

follows the same rude, natural mode of life which existed in Arabia

then.

The wild ass among men--independent, haughty, hater of towns, dweller

in the wilderness, untameable;[2] it is a description that stirs our

blood. The Arab roves through boundless deserts in wild and

unfettered freedom, despising a 'civilized' life, scorning its

comforts, proud and haughty in mien and character, the one untameable

race of all the world.

In such a race was Mohammed born. True, the Arabs were not all

Bedouins of the desert. Towns had sprung up where caravan routes

crossed, or where rich wells {6} and springs attracted a constant

stream of shepherds and camel drivers, or more often around some spot

consecrated by tradition as holy ground, and by custom as a place of

pilgrimage.

[Sidenote: Mohammed's Shepherd Life.]

Mohammed was a child of the town--a Hadesi--but he was a child of the

desert too. For the town dwellers of Arabia were also her travelling

merchants, and, as in Joseph's time, they were known in distant

countries as men of merchandise and caravan. Like many a seer and

patriarch of old he spent some years in shepherd life among the

Bedouins who tended Abu Talib's camels and sheep on the slopes of

Mount Arafat. It was a wild, open, and lonely life, such as has

developed the thoughtfulness and strong self-reliance of many another

man. Long, hot days under the burning tropical sun, with the

responsibility of valuable flocks to be protected and fed, could not

but train his powers of observation. Long, still nights beneath the

innumerable stars of a rainless sky would develop a deep wondering

thoughtfulness in a boy already inclined to melancholy and

meditation, and naturally taciturn.

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[Sidenote: Mohammed visits Foreign Lands.]

When he was twelve years old there came to Mohammed the chance of

visiting foreign places. Abu Talib proposed joining a caravan that

was going to Syria where he had business to transact. As the caravan

was about to start and Abu Talib was mounting his camel, Mohammed,

overcome by the prospect of a long separation, clung to his uncle,

begging to be allowed to join the party. For some months he served

as his uncle's caravan boy. He had never before been far away from

home, and the long journey through the desert northwards must have

strongly impressed his mind. 'The imagination of the people had

filled the solitudes, as has been the case in all lands, with

supernatural inhabitants, monstrous and malignant, the genii or

djinns of the _Arabian Nights_. The horror of loneliness, either in

the night or in the equally silent noontide, found expression in

mysterious tales and legends haunting every hill and vale of the

regions through which he passed.'

[Sidenote: Mohammed meets Christians.]

The caravan bivouaced wherever there was water, preferably in any

town or trading centre. Round the camp fire in the evening the boy

would hear much {8} that was strange and new. At Mecca he had heard

but little of the Jews and their religion, and less of the

Christians; but there were many Jewish settlements on this road up

north, and at least a few outposts of the Christian Church.

Christian preachers of the Syrian Church preached in the big centres,

and we are told that Abu Talib's caravan was at one time entertained

by Buhaira, a Christian monk.

In some of the places where the caravan encamped they found settled

Christian communities with churches and crosses and pictures, and

other symbols of the Faith. Mohammed would hear how these same rites

were practised in the centre of world-power--his attention would be

arrested by the fact that the great Emperor owed allegiance to the

Gospel. He saw, too, how everywhere the Christians were respected as

men of learning.

But what was the Christian teaching he would hear? Alas! the Church

of Christ was rent by factions, and false teaching prevailed, at any

rate in the East. The simplicity which had characterised the Church

in the earlier days when Christians were oppressed and {9} persecuted

had passed away; as one of their own historians put it, 'the World

had entered the Church.' Christ Jesus had no longer the

pre-eminence; instead of a rich consciousness of His glory and beauty

and power, the minds of Christians were full of theories about Him

and of strange and false ideas of God. The Talmud and the Apocryphal

Gospels, with their crude, strange myths, were set beside the Bible,

and truth and falsehood were dangerously intertwined. Many had

ceased to believe in JESUS as indeed the Son of God. Some deified

the Virgin Mary, giving her a place in the Trinity; to them Jehovah

was no longer the God of the universe but of the Jews only.

'In all probability Mohammed never heard a word of the New Testament;

the pages of the Korân bear silent testimony to the shameful fact

that the only way in which the Christianity of that time and place

reached Mohammed was through the false Gospels.'[3]

Even in these early days Mohammed would ponder these things and sift

them in his mind, and if at this time he had {10} longings and

aspirations for a purer and higher religion than the star worship and

crude idolatry of his countrymen, it need not surprise us that such

Christianity, overlaid with myths and fables, and confused by the

worship of saints and images, failed to satisfy his longings or to

fulfil his aspirations.

In later days, when Mohammed had become the founder of a new religion

and the ruler of a mighty Empire, and was acclaimed the Prophet of

God, Moslem writers began to weave strange and unworldly incidents

and miraculous signs into the account of his journey--indeed, into

all the stories of his boyhood. Angel wings sheltered him from the

noontide heat, and withered trees were clothed with leaves to give

him shade, and a strange fire is said to have played about his head,

marking him as the future Prophet of God. In reality the long

journey seems to have been uneventful enough.

[Illustration: THE KAABA AT MECCA. '_Recognized as the religious

centre of all Arabia._']

Yet on his return he would look on Mecca with opened eyes.

[Sidenote: The Kaaba.]

We can picture Mohammed going sadly back to the worship of the Kaaba

and {11} the religion of Arabia. The Kaaba was a small and simple

building, almost a cube as the name implies, about 27 feet square and

34 feet high. Originally it had been the local sanctuary of the

Koreish tribe and contained only one image, that of Hobal, their

tribal god. Long before Mohammed's days, however, images of the

local deities of other tribes had been set up beside Hobal, until it

was a veritable pantheon, and was recognised as the religious centre

of all Arabia.

[Sidenote: The 'Black Stone.']

The Kaaba's chief claim to this distinction lay in the famous 'Black

Stone' of Mecca, which, encircled with a band of silver, was built

into its outer wall four feet from the ground.

This stone is described as about six inches by eight inches in size,

of a reddish-black colour, stained by sin, so the Arabs say, and

dotted with coloured crystals. Its history is shrouded in mystery

and myth, but Mohammed was taught to look upon it as one of the

stones of Paradise brought to earth by the angel Gabriel. Probably

it was an aerolite. Then, as now, it was regarded by all true Arabs

as man's most sacred possession, and was the object of {12}

pilgrimage to Arabs of all clans, and from even the most distant

parts, that they might touch or kiss it.

[Sidenote: An Arab Legend.]

The story of the Kaaba is no less mysterious and wonderful.

Originally built to guard or mark a sacred spot connected in Arabian

legend with the story of Ishmael, its true history has been

enshrouded and obscured in a cloud of myths. According to the

inventive genius of Arabian writers it was first constructed in

heaven 2000 years before the creation of the world, and Adam erected

a replica on earth exactly below the spot its perfect model occupies

in heaven. At the Flood the sacred building was destroyed, and God

is said to have instructed Abraham to journey from Syria to rebuild

it with the help of Hagar and Ishmael.

[Sidenote: The Religion of Arabia.]

How uncouth and far behind the times it all seemed! The Jews had

their Prophet and law-giver Moses, the Nazarenes looked to Jesus, the

Persian magicians quoted Zoroaster, even Abyssinia was a homogeneous

kingdom owning allegiance to the Gospel. Every nation had its

revelation and its Book;--Arabia had none at all, no open vision, no

Prophet, {13} nothing certain. It was but a tangle of tribes and

clans with hardly any cohesion at all. Each clan was a law to

itself, a separate unit, in competition with all other clans, and the

law of the blood-feud tyrannized everywhere. Such a social

organization was calculated to ensure the maximum of confusion with

the minimum of achievement. Mohammed could not but contrast it all

with the definiteness, strenuousness, and order of the political and

social organizations which he had seen abroad. There could be no

law, for there was no ruler; no justice, for there was no supreme

authority; no progress, for there was no plan.

QUESTIONS ON CHAPTER I

1. What is known of Mohammed's parents and grandparents?

2. Describe Mohammed's education. What part of it did him most good?

3. Describe the Arab race.

4. Wherein lay the chief interest of Mohammed's caravan journeys? To

what countries would he go?

5. Describe the Kaaba, and the worship of Arabia in olden days.

[1] Gen. xvi. 12.

[2] Job xxxix. 5-8.

[3] J. M. Arnold, _Christianity and Islam_, p. 32.

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