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Wednesday, September 08, 2010


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Jaime Longo

From Wadud's post today: "This is followed by a sermon, usually quite long. Long enough for the children to get fidgity." Ha!

I regret that I missed my chance to see Amina Wadud when she spoke in Philadelphia a few years ago. I hope that she'll swing by these parts again at some point. I'll add her blog to my check-every-day list.

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Thanks, Jaime! And she's definitely worth hearing.

(Also, in my experience, it doesn't take a sermon of much length at all before children get fidgety.)


Me being fidgety during the INTERMINABLE khutbas was part of the inspiration behind the yellow card on Soccer Imam. :-)

Matt Damon

I think her blog provides a wonderful window into not just the head and heart of one of the foremost Muslim scholars of our time, but also into the life of one Muslim, in all its fullness and complexity and texture. It's written so that both Muslims and non-Muslims can find things to appreciate and understand (not an easy task, as I am finding out with this site).

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Qur’an and Woman is one of the key texts that helped me get beyond patriarchal interpretations of the scripture, something that was absolutely essential to my conversion. (Several other scholars also deserve props, but I should especially mention Asma Barlas and her book "Believing Women" in Islam: Unreading Patriarchal Interpretations of the Qur'an.) So I owe some of my Islam to Wadud.

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One interesting aspect of following this blog: having heard her speak in person, I constantly hear her distinctive, memorable voice in my head as I read each post. I can so easily imagine her saying out loud everything she is writing. This is intensifying the sense I have that we are having a conversation, even though we’re not. (Well, in my head we are.)

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