It’s absurd, how what I say and what I do, don’t go hand in hand and why what I feel, what overwhelms me doesn’t interlock with the two.
Years ago, I’ve convinced myself shutting off my emotions was the way to go. Who was I to feeling anything for that matter; certainly, not human. Delusionally, I convinced myself alongside the masses that I was inhuman, with bad eyes, purely vulgar speech, no sense of authority and the classic not giving a -. I was unshakable. A lost cause most would say.
But Subhanallah!! Having felt the outcome of that and this, I must admit this is sweeter.
HAVE YOU EVER LOOKED AT SOMEONE AND THOUGHT MASHALLAH? I have.
Instantly, the classical Hadith ‘love for brother, what you love for yourself’ comes in to play. I find myself prostrating to Allah making Duaa for these beings and everyone/everything in their lives.
The Messenger of Allah (PBUH) said, “The supplication of a Muslim for his brother in his absence will certainly be answered. Every time he makes a supplication for good for his brother, the angel appointed for this particular task says: `Ameen! May it be for you, too’.” [Muslim].
SubhanAllah. AllahuAkbar is all I can say.
I ask Allah to make these humble beings steadfast in our religion. I ask Allah to make the best of our deeds, the last of our deeds.
May we reunite in Jannah!!!
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