We can fall for words but actions determine it all.
Whenever I speak to someone explaining about God or His Religion or His Prophet and what He wants me to do and understand, a voice at the back of my head says this to me:
“You needed to hear that more than the person you’re reminding. ”
Every single time.
It feels so bizarre yet so comforting.
And the best part is, it helped me cope.
It’s Saturday night and I got a bag full of stories!
Last night, Papa led Maghrib prayer, willingly. Abang, his wife and his two step kids too joined the jama’ah.
We then sat for an hour to read Quran together. For the first time.
It felt so surreal.
I’ve taught many people from all across the globe and the one dream that I had was to teach my own family. Even if it’s just one letter. Ya Raheem, you know how much this meant to me.
Ya Rahman, Ya Kareem you have been so generous to me last night. All Praise , Thanks and Love be to you.
I am so so proud of Papa and Abang’s family. I am so grateful to Allah that he answered the du’a that I’ve been making for the past 4 years.
I don’t know if there’s ever gonna be a second time and I pray there will be. For now I am just going to be content and thankful for what Allah has granted me last night.
Du’a and Trust are amazingly important to every believer.
Today I am grateful for the understanding that every success takes trust, effort and constancy. It’s the best kind of success.
Imaam Ibnul Qayyim (rahimahullaah) said:
“Not everyone adorned with knowledge and wisdom and is portrayed with it is from its people; rather the people of knowledge and wisdom are those who give life to their hearts by killing the desires. As for the one who kills his heart and thus gives life to desires, then knowledge and wisdom are (merely) on his tongue (i.e. not acting upon such knowledge and wisdom).”
Here I am worried about my troubles when another plane has gone missing.
Here I am being concerned of what awaits me next year when places upon places are being flooded and snowed under.
Here I am impatient over minute pains that I have to endure when I am informed with a tragic news that Aunty’s daughter had just returned to Allah during labour.
You enable us to move and You promise that if we do You’d come running, and each time, I hesitated making that first move.
I am sorry.
I am sorry. For falling short.
I am sorry, for not keeping my eyes on on The Prize.
Keep me going.
Don’t make lose sight of my path to You.
It can be an event . (but let’s save that for later.)
Let’s define it to mean color.
A singular color. Derived from a singular believer named Adam.
“There is only one race in this world. That is the HUMAN race,” said Shaykh Bilal Phillips.
“A Dane, whiter than white who is of O negative blood type is in dire need of a blood transfusion. His family, all white or whiter than white cannot save him as they don’t share his blood type.
Somewhere across the world, an Indian man, blacker than black, has an O negative blood type too. Would he knew that the Dane needed a transfusion, he could have saved his life.
Now tell me, who is closer to the Dane in nature, in all his being. His whiter than white family members? Or that blacker than black Indian man?
There is only one race. The human race.”
Sahih International: O mankind, indeed We have created you from male and female and made you peoples and tribes that you may know one another. Indeed, the most noble of you in the sight of Allah is the most righteous of you. Indeed, Allah is Knowing and Acquainted.
I can’t enumerate how many verses in the Quran there are on how and why Allah has constantly reassured us .
Many times He puts hope in the Patient,
Many time He comforted the Depressed,
Many times He soothed the One Undergoing Hardship,
Many times He promised for what is to come,
Many times He guides the Ones Who are Lost,
Many times He told us that He is Near, even when we make ourselves distant from Him.
Yaa Rahmaan. How Merciful you have been to us.
As human being we were created as slaves. We were created to please and serve. That need to please and serve is innate in us. It’s what reassured us on what purpose we were created for.
As a woman, I need that constant assurance: of being loved, of being supported, of being heard, of being paid attention to, of being certain.
As a person, we crave for validation as again it comes from the fact that we need to be reassured that we are thinking and doing the right things.
As a muslim, reassuring my Ummah is my responsibility and yours. Islam is a community-based religion. Yes, every muslim is a stranger or a traveller but you see, to Jannah , there are many paths and on those paths I as a traveller will always be blessed to meet other travellers and strangers. Together we form ourselves a group of travellers, a community of strangers and best of all, Allah decreed that we become brothers and sisters in Islam.
As a human being, reassuring the people around us is what makes us function.
Supporting each other until now has never been so dire. We don’t need the Sydney Seige, the Peshawar attack, the Boston Bombing or the Haiti Earthquake to be the reason of reassuring each other that we are here for each other. We simply need to support and reassure simply because we are human.
I pray that all of us treat anyone and everyone as we wish to be treated. That’s how we reassure the people , that’s how we reassure ourselves of how much we are putting our love into actions towards our Prophet Muhammad peace be upon him and towards his Ummah.
Keep walking towards Ar-Rahman.
May Allah keep her and all muslims rightly guided :))
“Tell me who God is to you.” asked Shaykh Isam in Aqeedah Class a couple of weeks ago.
15 lines to describe who Allah is to me.
15 complete sentences to tell a person who might not be interested in Islam and what was said in its Holy Book , who God really is to me.
In His Name, the Most Gracious Most Merciful , these are my 15 lines:
He is The Most Loving Master to His Slaves.
The Only Master who is never short of Mercy.
He is the Originator and the Creator. Our Creator.
He is my most unjudgemental Friend who lets me unload and listens attentively to my hopes and worries.
He is my Teacher who doesn’t just teach but He guides and protects me while He lets me explore and make mistakes.
He is my Support, my Crutch, my Rock.
He is my Enabler, Sustainer and Provider.
He is deserving of my respect and my humility.
He is patient with me when I ignored His presence and fall short of my duties as His Slave.
He makes me curious, brave and optimistic.
He is my constant reminder and wake up call.
He makes me think. He makes me move.
He taught me how love and sacrifice should intertwine.
He is Allah, Our God.
None is worthy of worship except Him.