Sunday, June 7, 2015
Monday, May 4, 2015
Bismillah:
I peered at the rose petals that lead to a huge garden
I made sure every step I took mirrored the petals
I made sure every step I took mirrored the petals
I found myself in front of a massive gate
I can already smell the sweet scented roses
I can already smell the sweet scented roses
"Salaaaam...Can I come in?" "Hello..." I echoed.
I waited for full dreadful five minutes.
I waited for full dreadful five minutes.
Suddenly, I could make out a silhouette of a gardener, the owner, I assumed.
He called out firmly but with undefined gentleness,
"Go away.. It's not the time yet."
He called out firmly but with undefined gentleness,
"Go away.. It's not the time yet."
Stunned, I backed away, almost in tears.
But, I felt the certainty that I would come here again.
Next time , I would be welcomed and touched the roses myself.
In Syaa Allah Taala...
Next time, I would hear, from the same voice,
"Waalaikumsalam, now the key (of the garden) is yours."
Next time , I would be welcomed and touched the roses myself.
In Syaa Allah Taala...
Next time, I would hear, from the same voice,
"Waalaikumsalam, now the key (of the garden) is yours."
Saturday, May 2, 2015
Bismillah:
To the Zionists who live across Jordan in the Blessed land of Palestine.
"You enter but I saw it as ambush.
Invasion to say the least.
Yet you scream the undefined word of self-defence
When one tries to stand up,
Only for his basic right.
You enter but I saw it as ambush.
Invasion to say the least.
You kill those same people whose land gives you shelter
When one tries to say their share
You say its totally yours
You enter but I saw it as ambush
Invasion to say the least.
You paraded your power that never came into existence
When one is screaming help
Running from bloody hands of yours
You slowly put the same hands covering the world's ears
You enter but I saw it as ambush
Invasion to say the least
Daylight robbery with no criminal charge
Your stare silenced the people
After all this genocide....You smile calling it a victory
Forgetting that its not the end
Without your end." #HandsoffAqsa
#HandsOffPalestine
To the Zionists who live across Jordan in the Blessed land of Palestine.
"You enter but I saw it as ambush.
Invasion to say the least.
Yet you scream the undefined word of self-defence
When one tries to stand up,
Only for his basic right.
You enter but I saw it as ambush.
Invasion to say the least.
You kill those same people whose land gives you shelter
When one tries to say their share
You say its totally yours
You enter but I saw it as ambush
Invasion to say the least.
You paraded your power that never came into existence
When one is screaming help
Running from bloody hands of yours
You slowly put the same hands covering the world's ears
You enter but I saw it as ambush
Invasion to say the least
Daylight robbery with no criminal charge
Your stare silenced the people
After all this genocide....You smile calling it a victory
Forgetting that its not the end
Without your end." #HandsoffAqsa
#HandsOffPalestine
Friday, May 1, 2015
Bismillah:
We steadily dance in the pouring rain.
For long hours till the familiar glint of twilight appears.
The thunder constantly shakes our eardrums,
The lightning constantly blazing our pupils,
The soaked clothes we are wearing. ..
Despite all that...
We steadily dance in the pouring rain.
For long hours till the familiar glint of twilight appears.
And he quietly stand there.
Shaking his head.
Silently whispers,
"If only they know...
The pouring rain are dark red, salty even.
A mixed of tears and cold blood.
The thunder is a shrieking cry of help.
The lightning is the opened scar..........
Of their own brothers.
They are dancing and being laughed at."
For long hours till the familiar glint of twilight appears.
The thunder constantly shakes our eardrums,
The lightning constantly blazing our pupils,
The soaked clothes we are wearing. ..
Despite all that...
We steadily dance in the pouring rain.
For long hours till the familiar glint of twilight appears.
And he quietly stand there.
Shaking his head.
Silently whispers,
"If only they know...
The pouring rain are dark red, salty even.
A mixed of tears and cold blood.
The thunder is a shrieking cry of help.
The lightning is the opened scar..........
Of their own brothers.
They are dancing and being laughed at."
He left.
We steadily dance in the pouring rain.
For long hours till the familiar glint of twilight appears.
We steadily dance in the pouring rain.
For long hours till the familiar glint of twilight appears.
Bismillah:
Alhamdulillah Taala for everything in life.
We can never thank Allah Taala enough, can we?
We can never thank Allah Taala enough, can we?
History is something that everyone should consider reading and contemplating about it.
Sometimes the reason we are not able to identify with our ownselves is because we do not know our own history, our own beginning.
History was never a thing that was simply created and written.
With all the inks used to write it, a thousand folds more of perspiration and blood that came with it.
And a thousand more of silenced incidents and happenings that only Allah Taala Knows of its existence.
And a thousand more of unsung heroes who brought glory and victory, who carved hope and positive vibes to readers of history.
Behind every words written in the name of history, hidden many unknown feelings that only readers chose to feel and understand.
I was never familiar with history until I faced all these giant problems the world held.
I tried to find people with experience that could at least give me advice on what to do.
Until I met with my own history, the best kind, the history of Islam.
And only then, I realised that history is doing one of the things it is well known for.....
Sometimes the reason we are not able to identify with our ownselves is because we do not know our own history, our own beginning.
History was never a thing that was simply created and written.
With all the inks used to write it, a thousand folds more of perspiration and blood that came with it.
And a thousand more of silenced incidents and happenings that only Allah Taala Knows of its existence.
And a thousand more of unsung heroes who brought glory and victory, who carved hope and positive vibes to readers of history.
Behind every words written in the name of history, hidden many unknown feelings that only readers chose to feel and understand.
I was never familiar with history until I faced all these giant problems the world held.
I tried to find people with experience that could at least give me advice on what to do.
Until I met with my own history, the best kind, the history of Islam.
And only then, I realised that history is doing one of the things it is well known for.....
; History is repeating itself. And we never learn, never even take precaution.
The solutions are there. But we never give it a glance.
If history could speak, it will say , "I'm happening again, and I don't expect it to be my last time. You people are still the same."
The solutions are there. But we never give it a glance.
If history could speak, it will say , "I'm happening again, and I don't expect it to be my last time. You people are still the same."
Allahu Taala Mustaan.
Bismillah:
At the very end of the corner
the place where I stand
always the place where I stand
healing myself, comforting my soul
the place where I stand
always the place where I stand
healing myself, comforting my soul
sometimes pieces of shrapnel miss me by an inch
sometimes some of it scrap the surface of my being
sometimes some of it scrap the surface of my being
At the very end of the corner
the place where I contemplate
always the place where I contemplate
understanding things, wondering about everything
the place where I contemplate
always the place where I contemplate
understanding things, wondering about everything
sometimes questions flood my whole mind
sometimes answers come when confusion takes it toll
sometimes answers come when confusion takes it toll
At the very end of the corner
the place where I become human
always the place where I become human
becoming more aware, becoming more of myself
the place where I become human
always the place where I become human
becoming more aware, becoming more of myself
sometimes I shiver , drenching myself in tears
sometimes I shine, from the warmth of happiness
sometimes I shine, from the warmth of happiness
At the very end of the corner
the place where I supplicate
always the place where I supplicate
bowing myself to The Lord of the worlds, feeling the full breeze of liberty
the place where I supplicate
always the place where I supplicate
bowing myself to The Lord of the worlds, feeling the full breeze of liberty
always I become whole and free
always I am at home and in Him I let my soul be
always I am at home and in Him I let my soul be
Bismillah:
"When you have felt the pain of being mistreated , you have two choices:
1) "revenge" by mistreating others
2) make sure that no one feels the same pain you felt before.
1) "revenge" by mistreating others
2) make sure that no one feels the same pain you felt before.
If you choose 1, you are no different from the one who mistreats you and this will become a cycle in the society which leads to many negative things.
If you choose 2, you don't just make a favor for your own good, but you are also performing Ihsaan , a high quality of manner, to others. We need more people like you in the society.
Bismillah:
In my Seerah Nabawiyah SAW class, Duktur talked about the actual role of mosques; it not being a place for worship only but also a place where Muslims meet and discuss, a community place, place for learning, a place where warfare is discussed, a place where a strong Ummah build their foundations there and so much more.
Everyone is welcomed in the mosque.
Then, one of the students said jokingly, "But now the only one who come in and out of a mosque is the jenazah (the deceased)."
Many of us laughed but we could not ignore the bitter and sad truth behind those words.
Bismillah:
The person that we least talk to is....... ourselves!
When is the last time we say "Thank you" to ourselves?
When is the last time we say "You're beautiful" to ourselves?
When is the last time we say "You can do it in Syaa Allah Taala !" to ourselves?
When is the last time we say "I love you" to ourselves?
When is the last time we say "You're beautiful" to ourselves?
When is the last time we say "You can do it in Syaa Allah Taala !" to ourselves?
When is the last time we say "I love you" to ourselves?
Sometimes, we appreciate others more than we do to ourselves, don't we?
Sometimes, the person that need us the most is our own selves.
Loving and appreciating ourselves are ways to show our gratitude to Allah Taala. Why don't we do that often?
Sometimes, the person that need us the most is our own selves.
Loving and appreciating ourselves are ways to show our gratitude to Allah Taala. Why don't we do that often?
"Learn to say I love you not just to your spouses, but to those you love for Allah:
Anas reported that a man was with the Prophet, may Allah bless him and grant him peace, when a man passed by him and said, "O Messenger of Allah, I love this man." The Prophet said to him, "Have you informed him?" He said, "No." He said, "Inform him," and he caught up with him and said, "I love you for the sake of Allah." He said, "The One for whom you love me has made me love you." [Abu Dawud]"
-Sheikh Omar Suleiman
"But perhaps you hate a thing and it is good for you; and perhaps you love a thing and it is bad for you. And Allah knows while you know not." (Al Baqarah, 216)
#Boycott mode on!
#Sollu3alanNabiy
Bismillah:
I asked the Sun and the Moon, "What have you learnt from each other?"
They looked at each other, smiled and replied , "Never judge someone easily."
I asked curious, "How so?"
They looked at each other, smiled and replied , "Never judge someone easily."
I asked curious, "How so?"
The Sun, seem not surprised at all by my question, answered ," You see, there was this one man I hated! Please take note the past tense. Every day he would do something so bad that I did not approve he enjoying my light. One day, late evening, I told the Moon about him."
The Moon joined the conversation ," I, on the other hand, saw otherwise. The same man stood late at night and prostrated crying for his sins. It made me wonder why until Sun told me. I, on the other hand, love his company."
I was confused and the Sun noticed it and said ," I judged too quickly without knowing the bigger situation. I judged too quickly without knowing his status in Allah's eyes, is he forgiven or not. If the One who saw his sinning 24/7 would give him the chance every night to stand before Him, breathe His air and live another day, it means something, and I am in no position to judge."
The Moon added, "One more thing. He became better actually. But the Sun just would not see that with all the hatred, then. And if you look closely, his tired eyes, as though it cried "I tried and I am too week. But I will keep trying as long as You keep these eyes open, My Lord."
"I have to go and don't thank us, thank He who created us,"said the Sun and the call for Maghrib prayer was heard.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Bismillah:
All Praise Be to Allah SWT. Peace and salutations be upon our beloved, Prophet Muhammad SAW, his family and companions.
Alhamdulillah, for another opportunity to update my blog. Yeayy!
There have been so much things happening and I really do not know where to start.
Maybe I'll start with something that I have been wanting to share and am desperate at it. Hahah. You know the feeling when you learnt of something and you just wanna share it. This is it.
One of the subjects that I'm taking this semester is the History of the Prophet SAW. I really love it and the Professor that teaches it is really amazing. Every time of the lecture, it is like we are brought to another realm, like a fairytale land, but this fairytale ACTUALLY happened and not just any fairytale, it is the tale or history of our beloved Prophet Muhammad SAW. It's like we're riding a time machine that brings us back to the past and we passed all the scenes that depict the history of the Prophet SAW.
Give yourself a second, and just imagine, YOU ARE amongst the Prophet SAW and His companions.
*Imagination mode on*
You were with him SAW when he was born without having a father by his side. You were with him when he lost his mother and was brought to his grandfather who loved him unconditionally and called him "my son". You were there when he worked as a shepherd and was cast asleep when wanting to attend a celebration, twice. You were there when he became a businessman and was known for his truthfulness, integrity and trustworthiness. You were there when he lived with his uncle who loved him so much so he took the role of a father to him SAW. You were there when Sayyidatina Khadijah RA proposed to him for his high manners and good qualities. You were there when he felt uncomfortable with his people and decided to separate himself from the corrupt world and chose to contemplate at the Hira' cave. You were there when the first revelation was revealed and he SAW was so scared of Jibril AS. You were there when he was unsure what was it that he saw himself and his beloved wife Sayyidatina Khadijah RA consoled him like a caring and loving wife would. You were there when he SAW did the call to Islam secretly and discreetly for three years. You were with him when he called to Islam openly and publicly. You were with him when his own people and relatives abused him and insulted him. You were with him all along....
How do you feel about that?
It's like we are with him SAW and he SAW is with us.
The feeling was SubhanAllah...
I want to leave this post with a speacial request.
Do ponder and give yourself a few seconds to imagine all of this,
Make Rasulullah SAW alive in you.
And try to make his qualities a breathing you.
Bismillah ~
All Praise Be to Allah SWT. Peace and salutations be upon our beloved, Prophet Muhammad SAW, his family and companions.
Alhamdulillah, for another opportunity to update my blog. Yeayy!
There have been so much things happening and I really do not know where to start.
Maybe I'll start with something that I have been wanting to share and am desperate at it. Hahah. You know the feeling when you learnt of something and you just wanna share it. This is it.
One of the subjects that I'm taking this semester is the History of the Prophet SAW. I really love it and the Professor that teaches it is really amazing. Every time of the lecture, it is like we are brought to another realm, like a fairytale land, but this fairytale ACTUALLY happened and not just any fairytale, it is the tale or history of our beloved Prophet Muhammad SAW. It's like we're riding a time machine that brings us back to the past and we passed all the scenes that depict the history of the Prophet SAW.
Give yourself a second, and just imagine, YOU ARE amongst the Prophet SAW and His companions.
*Imagination mode on*
You were with him SAW when he was born without having a father by his side. You were with him when he lost his mother and was brought to his grandfather who loved him unconditionally and called him "my son". You were there when he worked as a shepherd and was cast asleep when wanting to attend a celebration, twice. You were there when he became a businessman and was known for his truthfulness, integrity and trustworthiness. You were there when he lived with his uncle who loved him so much so he took the role of a father to him SAW. You were there when Sayyidatina Khadijah RA proposed to him for his high manners and good qualities. You were there when he felt uncomfortable with his people and decided to separate himself from the corrupt world and chose to contemplate at the Hira' cave. You were there when the first revelation was revealed and he SAW was so scared of Jibril AS. You were there when he was unsure what was it that he saw himself and his beloved wife Sayyidatina Khadijah RA consoled him like a caring and loving wife would. You were there when he SAW did the call to Islam secretly and discreetly for three years. You were with him when he called to Islam openly and publicly. You were with him when his own people and relatives abused him and insulted him. You were with him all along....
How do you feel about that?
It's like we are with him SAW and he SAW is with us.
The feeling was SubhanAllah...
I want to leave this post with a speacial request.
Do ponder and give yourself a few seconds to imagine all of this,
Make Rasulullah SAW alive in you.
And try to make his qualities a breathing you.
Bismillah ~
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| Do we really have the chance to meet him SAW? O Lord, please grant my wish (to meet him SAW). |
Tuesday, March 3, 2015
Bismillah:
All Praise be to Allah SWT.
May All Peace and Blessings of Allah Taala Be upon The Beloved Prophet Muhammad SAW, His Family and His Companions.
Alhamdulillah Taala for one more opportunity to write on this blog!
I have a few things on my mind.
Okay. First.
I just read an article and I want to share with all of you this beautiful article!!
Abdurrahman – Story of an Italian who found Islam in the Maldives
A few excerpts from the articles:
"I was certain that I had found my faith! I had found my Lord! I had found Allah. Tears flowed down my cheeks when the Imam read those verses. And on the way back to home, I cried inside the car too. I didn’t want to waste another second – I had already wasted thirty years of my life! Without wasting any more time, I decided to embrace Islam."
"Beloved sister, don’t worry about my prayer. I prayed with RasulAllah SAW last night! I have never seen anyone more beautiful than SAW. In the whole Italy, there isn’t anyone as beautiful as him SAW. I felt as if my own self melted when he SAW smiled. My heart filled with love for him. Allah had created him SAW in the best and most beautiful way – a stunning beard, lovely black eyes, a charming smile, fine white teeth, and a face of white complexion. It was as if there was light emanating from his SAW face."
Please read it. It was a roller coaster ride for me whilst reading it. :")
And the brother mentioned here, has passed away while performing sujood!
Ma Syaa Allah Taala! How cool is that ?!
I find reading articles like this brings realisation to me. It's like a reminder poking hard onto my heart, begging me to become better. It's a burden and a bliss all the same. Ignoring the messages that contain in the article is like saying , "I'm good enough. I don;t need any reminders to make me better." And may Allah Taala prevent this trait to be in us , the trait of an arrogant and ignorant person.
The thing is, we can never have enough of reminders. We need it as a fuel, or as a wake up call to change ourselves to become better.
I love the saying, "Always remind your heart to remember Allah SWT, because there may be a time when you need your heart to remind you to do the same."
How beautiful it is, when upon nearing to do a bad thing, your heart alarms you with warnings, advices, reminders, asking you to think twice and so much more. It is as though you have your own walking reminder with you. Allah~
And never be bored in reading The Quran. Never stop contemplating on it. Never.
The Quran serves as a reminder for us , a guidance , a light and so much more.
It is a personal gift from Allah Himself to His servants. Thank You Allah Taala.
#BreatheIslam
All Praise be to Allah SWT.
May All Peace and Blessings of Allah Taala Be upon The Beloved Prophet Muhammad SAW, His Family and His Companions.
Alhamdulillah Taala for one more opportunity to write on this blog!
I have a few things on my mind.
Okay. First.
I just read an article and I want to share with all of you this beautiful article!!
Abdurrahman – Story of an Italian who found Islam in the Maldives
A few excerpts from the articles:
"I was certain that I had found my faith! I had found my Lord! I had found Allah. Tears flowed down my cheeks when the Imam read those verses. And on the way back to home, I cried inside the car too. I didn’t want to waste another second – I had already wasted thirty years of my life! Without wasting any more time, I decided to embrace Islam."
"Beloved sister, don’t worry about my prayer. I prayed with RasulAllah SAW last night! I have never seen anyone more beautiful than SAW. In the whole Italy, there isn’t anyone as beautiful as him SAW. I felt as if my own self melted when he SAW smiled. My heart filled with love for him. Allah had created him SAW in the best and most beautiful way – a stunning beard, lovely black eyes, a charming smile, fine white teeth, and a face of white complexion. It was as if there was light emanating from his SAW face."
Please read it. It was a roller coaster ride for me whilst reading it. :")
And the brother mentioned here, has passed away while performing sujood!
Ma Syaa Allah Taala! How cool is that ?!
I find reading articles like this brings realisation to me. It's like a reminder poking hard onto my heart, begging me to become better. It's a burden and a bliss all the same. Ignoring the messages that contain in the article is like saying , "I'm good enough. I don;t need any reminders to make me better." And may Allah Taala prevent this trait to be in us , the trait of an arrogant and ignorant person.
The thing is, we can never have enough of reminders. We need it as a fuel, or as a wake up call to change ourselves to become better.
I love the saying, "Always remind your heart to remember Allah SWT, because there may be a time when you need your heart to remind you to do the same."
How beautiful it is, when upon nearing to do a bad thing, your heart alarms you with warnings, advices, reminders, asking you to think twice and so much more. It is as though you have your own walking reminder with you. Allah~
And never be bored in reading The Quran. Never stop contemplating on it. Never.
The Quran serves as a reminder for us , a guidance , a light and so much more.
It is a personal gift from Allah Himself to His servants. Thank You Allah Taala.
#BreatheIslam
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Bismillah:
All Praise be to Allah SWT.
May Peace and Blessings of Allah Taala Be upon the beloved Prophet Muhammad SAW , His Family and companions RA.
Hope everyone is doing fine :)
So I decided to write a so-called poem at almost 2 a.m in the morning. ;)
Bismillah :
The darkness looms over me
The silence almost pricks me
The longed serenity slowly exposes itself
Alone and deep in thought
I look around
I look around
Everything has an expiry date
Undated but expiring
Unknown but to God
The number of stars in the sky
Are just like the number of undone tasks in my hands
Alone... I realised
Time suddenly becomes a distant friend
And the blame rightly deserves to be on this weak soul of mine
It's a matter of time before the promised darkness comes
The hug of a very tight space is felt
And I hope I have enough time to grow myself a pair of wings
At least, after the promised time
I can fly straight to the long awaited welcoming
I hope when I fade,
I leave my prints just to fulfill
The criteria to become one of the best
"The Best of people are those most beneficial to people."
I look around
Again and again
Thinking of ways
To mend my ties with my distant accomplice; Time
As though he is trying to say
I dont want to be part of you and what you do
And what I do?
And what have I done?
Questions that came after knowing the answers
And that expiry date
I hope and I pray
Won't come or step near
My faith and my heart
I hope and I pray
That mine, my own expiry date
is in time with myself
My own self, with wings
The darkness looms over me
The silence almost pricks me
The longed serenity slowly exposes itself
The atoms in this early day
Gather and form
A faint sound
"Time, lets help her once more."
And I gladly reply....
"All Praise Be to You, My Lord, Lord of the Worlds"
#BreatheIslam
All Praise be to Allah SWT.
May Peace and Blessings of Allah Taala Be upon the beloved Prophet Muhammad SAW , His Family and companions RA.
Hope everyone is doing fine :)
So I decided to write a so-called poem at almost 2 a.m in the morning. ;)
Bismillah :
The darkness looms over me
The silence almost pricks me
The longed serenity slowly exposes itself
Alone and deep in thought
I look around
I look around
Everything has an expiry date
Undated but expiring
Unknown but to God
The number of stars in the sky
Are just like the number of undone tasks in my hands
Alone... I realised
Time suddenly becomes a distant friend
And the blame rightly deserves to be on this weak soul of mine
It's a matter of time before the promised darkness comes
The hug of a very tight space is felt
And I hope I have enough time to grow myself a pair of wings
At least, after the promised time
I can fly straight to the long awaited welcoming
I hope when I fade,
I leave my prints just to fulfill
The criteria to become one of the best
"The Best of people are those most beneficial to people."
I look around
Again and again
Thinking of ways
To mend my ties with my distant accomplice; Time
As though he is trying to say
I dont want to be part of you and what you do
And what I do?
And what have I done?
Questions that came after knowing the answers
And that expiry date
I hope and I pray
Won't come or step near
My faith and my heart
I hope and I pray
That mine, my own expiry date
is in time with myself
My own self, with wings
The darkness looms over me
The silence almost pricks me
The longed serenity slowly exposes itself
The atoms in this early day
Gather and form
A faint sound
"Time, lets help her once more."
And I gladly reply....
"All Praise Be to You, My Lord, Lord of the Worlds"
#BreatheIslam
Bismillah:
All Praise Be to Allah Taala.
May Peace and Blessings of Allah Taala be upon our beloved Prophet Muhammad SAW , His family and companions RA.
Alhamdulillah Taala. I am given another chance to write on my blog! But.. I don't know where to start.
The weather is cold, btw.
Okay, today I went to Dr Suleiman Duqur's talk and what he shared really moved me. Dr Suleiman is one of the Professors in University of Jordan that is well known for his Tafseer lectures and his inputs and ways in making our minds work in the way they are supposed to, like critical thinking, thinking out of the box, and so much more.
Dr Suleiman told us that everyone has the right to do contemplation (tadabbur) of the Al-Quran. We ought to contemplate and spend time doing it. Understand the Quran by doing this,
He asked us, throughout your lifetime say 20 years, how many hours have you spent contemplating?
Ouch!
He also said that it is time for us to put a stop on the external influence that changes our Islam identity. It's time for our identity to change others.
We have to question every action of ours. We must know the purpose of doing what we are doing.
And Kak Nisa also shared with me a quote that really touches me:
Lets #BreatheIslam
All Praise Be to Allah Taala.
May Peace and Blessings of Allah Taala be upon our beloved Prophet Muhammad SAW , His family and companions RA.
Alhamdulillah Taala. I am given another chance to write on my blog! But.. I don't know where to start.
The weather is cold, btw.
Okay, today I went to Dr Suleiman Duqur's talk and what he shared really moved me. Dr Suleiman is one of the Professors in University of Jordan that is well known for his Tafseer lectures and his inputs and ways in making our minds work in the way they are supposed to, like critical thinking, thinking out of the box, and so much more.
Dr Suleiman told us that everyone has the right to do contemplation (tadabbur) of the Al-Quran. We ought to contemplate and spend time doing it. Understand the Quran by doing this,
He asked us, throughout your lifetime say 20 years, how many hours have you spent contemplating?
Ouch!
He also said that it is time for us to put a stop on the external influence that changes our Islam identity. It's time for our identity to change others.
We have to question every action of ours. We must know the purpose of doing what we are doing.
And Kak Nisa also shared with me a quote that really touches me:
Lets #BreatheIslam
Monday, February 23, 2015
Bismillah
Peace and Blessings of Allah Taala Be upon Prophet Muhammad SAW , His family and His companions .
It snowed in Jordan ! Alhamdulillah Taala!
I know! I act like a child. But who doesn't feel excited? :D
Okay, so looking at the snow I realised one thing.
The snow came from the water on Earth. And it includes dirty and smelly ones right?
But when it evaporated, became a cloud and condensed again to form snow, it was pure white.
Amazing isn't it?
The wonders of Allah SWT! In just a few moments.... something dirty and impure can be something clean and pure! SubhanAllah!!
So..
Lets get to the point.
We, humans. can never be able to run from making mistakes and sin . We sometimes feel very dirty. We lose hope and give up! We get depressed! And we just turned the other way round.
Sometimes we experience a time where we feel empty and are tempted to do something bad. Our confidence level in the ability of ourselves to do good continuously, slowly becoming zero. Worse, we feel good and proud that we have own 'bad side'.
Why don't we take a moment and look at the snow? Don't we want to get purified and become pure?
Don;t we want to face our Creator in a clean and pure state?
When Allah shows us that He can turn dirty, polluted , full of impurities water into clean water/snow then what makes us think that He can't make us pure from sin and mistakes in other words giving us full forgiveness? Remember, everything that happens around us is a sign, a message.
The door of His Mercy is always open..
And then again.... are we taking a step to become clean? Or we are actually happy enjoying life in dirt?
Lets #BreatheIslam
Peace and Blessings of Allah Taala Be upon Prophet Muhammad SAW , His family and His companions .
It snowed in Jordan ! Alhamdulillah Taala!
I know! I act like a child. But who doesn't feel excited? :D
Okay, so looking at the snow I realised one thing.
The snow came from the water on Earth. And it includes dirty and smelly ones right?
But when it evaporated, became a cloud and condensed again to form snow, it was pure white.
Amazing isn't it?
The wonders of Allah SWT! In just a few moments.... something dirty and impure can be something clean and pure! SubhanAllah!!
So..
Lets get to the point.
We, humans. can never be able to run from making mistakes and sin . We sometimes feel very dirty. We lose hope and give up! We get depressed! And we just turned the other way round.
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| Amman, Jordan |
Why don't we take a moment and look at the snow? Don't we want to get purified and become pure?
Don;t we want to face our Creator in a clean and pure state?
When Allah shows us that He can turn dirty, polluted , full of impurities water into clean water/snow then what makes us think that He can't make us pure from sin and mistakes in other words giving us full forgiveness? Remember, everything that happens around us is a sign, a message.
The door of His Mercy is always open..
And then again.... are we taking a step to become clean? Or we are actually happy enjoying life in dirt?
Lets #BreatheIslam
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