Bismillah.
I cannot tell you how relieving it is. To be anchored
Rooted firmly in faith.
Just a few years ago I was a kite at the mercy of the wind of this world.
Every horrible disaster or humanitarian crisis or war would destroy my faith in this world.
That’s because my faith was in this world.
Not to say I had given up on humanity.
I have now anchored myself to that “rope that will never break”.
Faith.
When I walk through this life “as a stranger”.
Devoted to kindness, not because I want them to like me, but because I desire a heavier weight in my scale on the Day of Judgment.
Because I hope to be “shaded under His shade” when there is no other.
Because I pray to be among those “70,000 who will enter without reckoning”.
In the turmoil that exists in the world today…to such a degree that can break my heart…
I am grateful for the island of peace that is my Salah rug. For my warm bed, my Habibi, my sweet little children, the food on my table and the roof over my head. I am grateful for all the provision He has written for me and sent down with an angel to my mother’s womb when I was 4 months in-utero.
I pray for all the good that You have decreed for me to befall me, and all the evil that You have decreed to be erased, Ameen.
I pray that those suffering are given some relief in this life, even if it is just a warm piece of bread, a blanket and a smile.
I pray for that relief.
I pray that what You hold for them in their hereafter is so great, so amazing to behold…my humble words stumble at describing it…I pray that those suffering get to behold those things in the hereafter, that the human imagination has no comprehension of. I pray you give those suffering the highest ranks of Jennah and that they will never remember a day of their suffering on this earth. I pray this even though I know You have already promised this. I know You’re the most merciful.
And I am so grateful to You for this anchor that You have given me, had I never found it I would still be drifting alone and miserable in this world. With no compass to guide me and no island of peace to go to when the hurricane strikes. My raft was weak, and I never would have survived had You not found me, then taken me to the shore.
Thank You. I am Forever Grateful. Alhumdulilah.
Written 3/19/15
Dedicated to all of the struggling Refugees all over the world. May Allah aid and preserve them, Ameen.