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mibeau · 5 days

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[Book Review] Hearts That Remember

Score: 4.65/5.00

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تَنزِيلًۭا مِّمَّنْ خَلَقَ ٱلْأَرْضَ وَٱلسَّمَـٰوَٰتِ ٱلْعُلَى ٤

˹It is˺ a revelation from the One Who created the earth and the high heavens—

— Dr. Mustafa Khattab, The Clear Quran

The content is well-divided into a few parts: Introduction - The Journey of Our Hearts, Part 1 - The Internal Battles of Our Hearts, Part 2 - Safeguarding Peace During Life’s Battles, and Conclusion, which the author discusses embracing imperfections and compassion to ourselves, and finally, bring attention again to us the important, the sweetness of remembering Allah swt in all our affairs.

For quite some time now, I’ve been looking for books on Asmaul Husna that are neither too deep/technically nor too light/brief a.k.a, summary-ish. And, SubhanAllah, indeed if we keep seeking, He will show us the way.

Long story short, in my early 20s, I attended a “majlis tahlil”, and one of the “souvenirs” I received was a small booklet that contained selected asmaul husna, their meanings, their uses, which day and how many times they are recommended for our daily zikr. This most likely was a cultural thing and not entirely sunnah. The content interested me so well, that I started to leisurely read more on the 99 Names of Allah, and fell in love with making it a habit to do supplications by calling Ya Rabb with His specific names.

A few months back I “met” this book, I was mind-blown. Wallahi, I was so touched by this “revelation”. I think the author and her team, did a brilliant job! It’s amazing that she’s incorporating Asmaul Husna in her prose & poetry, Allahumma Bariki!

The author, sister Sa’diyya has her own “difficulties” that she deals with on a daily basis, and her remembrance of Allah SWT, keeps her moving forward. Throughout the book, she shares her life experiences and serves them as examples right before she complements them with beautiful, heartfelt, consoling, encouraging poetries; highlighting the grandeur, and the “functions” of Beautiful Names.

The book taught us to rely only on Allah, yet always appreciate and show gratitude to the good people surrounding us. The book also taught us it is human to feel down and helpless, but embrace yourself, care for yourself better, look for Allah’s signs internally and externally, and try your best to have faith. Find strength in the remembrance of Allah. I pray that this book may heal more troubled souls as much as it inspires deeper enlightenment in our fellow readers.

To provide some perspective about the poems, they are simple yet heartfelt, just like “Love&Misadventures by Lang Leav. The messages are as impactful as many pieces in “ The Thoughts of Nanushka by Nan Witcomb”.

The only downside of this book is probably just a matter of preference. To me, some parts of the life narrations can be a little bit draggy and not interesting enough. Otherwise, it is an almost perfect book(for an Islamic contemporary book)!

Highly recommended! <3 <3 <3 20:8

ٱللَّهُ لَآ إِلَـٰهَ إِلَّا هُوَ ۖ لَهُ ٱلْأَسْمَآءُ ٱلْحُسْنَىٰ ٨

Allah—there is no god ˹worthy of worship˺ except Him. He has the Most Beautiful Names.

— Dr. Mustafa Khattab, The Clear Quran ***

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pettycrimesgreeneyes · 2 months

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ATTN : ladies and fellas

I’m the type of person who has created real life friendships from social media and I want us all to be happy. I pray for others on here as if they were real life friends, I’ve even made duaa for strangers to find peace and happiness and its worked. Wallah I’ve prayed good for women who had one sided imaginary beef with me cause they were jealous (it was like swallowing poision but I did it ).

With all that being said the point is duaa is very powerful and so is social media and impact it has on your life. So listen well…if you are a man or woman who attracts people when you walk in the room. You been told you were gorgeous since a young age and you have something money can’t buy. Then listen. If you been able to turn down plenty successful admirers (meaning those who have looks, wealth and education) you have a lot to offer. This is ESPECIALLY for my people who had the opposite sex stalk you after rejecting them.

If you feel you are ready to settle down and look for a spouse deactivate social media or create one limited to close friends/ family & archive selfies, stop posting your vacation pics. Why? cause people from the same Sex are giving the evil eye? ??Yes…but you know who else is giving evil eye? people of the opposite sex who physically desire you, wallahi they are going to pray on your down fall if they can’t have you or there energy is focusing on you itself (even if it’s strictly admiration) is going to give you bad luck. SubHanAllah the way Islam can relate to spiritual and metaphysical world is wild. Hasad and bad energy is real in Islam. You can give your own self hasad in the way you focus your energy on yourself. (Don’t believe me look it up). There are forms of witch craft where you just have to focus your energy on photos and even if that person doesn’t practice craft can you see the energy stalking possesses???.

I had no idea that for years there were people I was not interested in at all, some who I despised who confined to my friends that they prayed to marry me on layatal qadr for the last 10 days…if I knew people I was uninterested in felt that way about me I would have recreated social media longggg time ago or at least made my life more private!!!

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9mills · 1 year

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I feel like sometimes something hurts you and you cry about it for a long time everybody’s different months years etc hoping to come out of the situation sooner or better whatever the circumstance and just praying for strength all over to overcome the situation and become a better person. I’ve been in one of them situations for a while now and at first I was crying more bcos of my anger I was angry and when I’m angry I get so angry I cry and like to be alone bcos that’s better than me punching a mf in their face so yeah I lock myself away that’s my form of self control. But sometimes I don’t give a fuck when I’m really mad and I’ll throw these hands and anybody can catch ‘em but that’s not the point rn lol the point is what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger I’ve really lived by that term and I’m still continuing to live by it bcos really this situation could’ve killed me and there’s times I wanted to kill myself but in my religion we don’t get down like that so I gotta face it and that’s what acc made me stronger having my mf fears and my worse situation in life all alone without any help wallahi it’s so true that people will always let u down repeatedly time after time even when u hope somebody else will help since the other couldn’t in the end you only have yourself and that’s when you look for help and guidance and that’s where I found God and I’ve always been protected by God but I never felt so connected to him as I am now and that’s all down to my hardship and I realised only Allah can help me bcos he put me in the situation only he can help me get through ti and he really is he changed my whole thought process on the situation and I’m only seeing the good in it for once instead of the bad so its up from here

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suhyla · 3 years

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true story for anon and anyone else wondering if Allah hears your duaas. years ago, when i first starting thinking about this desire to change and get closer to Allah, i also felt i wouldn't be heard. but i was like eh might as well try. and one night i tried praying tahajjud, after discovering that would be the best time to make dua. now mind you, i made a bunch of duaas and wasn't even paying attention to what i was saying. i said everything that came to mind, with a 'might as well' attitude. of course, i chose to end my duaa off strong, and like a true high school girl, asked Allah to help me lose weight 😂 then I say my ameens and go to sleep. next morning at like 10am (which was SUPER early for me) one of my friends calls me, waking me up from sleep. i'm really annoyed and ask what's up. she says she's gotten a gym membership and she's allowed to bring a guest with her. now mind you I'm half asleep, my friends know i hate mornings, i'd never set foot in a gym before and couldn't imagine why in the world she'd think I would want to go to the gym at 10am on a summer day. until i remembered! i literally froze and my head immediately shot up to the sky like wait is this my answer?! 😂 and I kept my eyes open that summer, trying to find Allah's responses to me everywhere I went. and little by little, the more i tried to seek Allah, the more I found Him. I felt His love when I'd get the urge to make duaa again. I felt as if He was smiling at me when I'd pass an exam I thought I wouldn't pass. i felt like He wanted to tell me something, when I'd open the Quran and find an ayah that describes my state perfectly. it was a whole new life for me. and years later, here i am alhamdullilah.

I still feel like that period was the closest I've ever been to Allah, even though that was perhaps the most difficult time of my life. It's interesting that a naive little high schooler who was just starting to rediscover her deen could feel so much imaan. but it just goes to show you that when we are at our lowest, Allah is nearer than ever. All we have to do is call upon Him. Wallahi He gets happy when we call on Him. Especially when we feel unworthy. Because we put our hope in His mercy above our own despair at our actions. So always always always remember that He is close. He is near. That realization alone is enough to shake off the mountains we carry on our backs.

#i miss those days :(#may Allah forgive us for our shortcomings and allow us to taste the mercy of imaan again #my imaans actually been pretty low these days so this was a good reminder for me as well #jazakillah khair anon :)

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aahlam · 4 years

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I’ve been sat here thinking for sometime, trying to process what’s been happening & it’s becoming extremely difficult to deal with this situation. Not as someone who’s affected or has family that is (alhamdulillah), but as a Muslim. I’m sitting here wondering, how did I become so blind to this? Let’s take a moment to actually realize what’s going to happen.

Ramadhān is less than 4 weeks away, we all know this. But has it really hit anyone that we will not be able to go to the masjid for Tarawih? Have you actually took a minute to sit and understand what that means? How many of us actually know enough Quran to perform long rakaats of Tarawih for ourselves? How many of us feel enough peace at home that we can truly sit and recite Quran, make dhikr & sincerely make dua in our homes without any distractions? Yes we may do it every other day of the year but don’t you realize that the entire purpose of Ramadhān is for us to renew and rectify our connection with Allāh AzzWajal, and what better way to do that is sitting in His house & reciting His words? This month not only brings peace for us Muslims, but what about those that fast in secret and escape to the masjids? Those that find solitude and solace in the masjid? Subhanallah, if you haven’t pondered on what our ummah is facing right now, you seriously need to. Wallahi this Ramadhān is truly going to be a test for us ALL. None of us has experienced something like this before and I can safely say, I truly cannot imagine what a time this would be.

In thinking of all this, I felt some form of ease. Ramadhān is a month where Allāh’s mercy and ni‘mah is infinite. A test for us, not being able to go the masjids & being confined to our homes for the entire month, what a blessing that we are able to now test our strength to put each distraction aside to spend our days and our nights remembering Him, praising Him, glorifying Him.

To each one of you, I pray that Allāh makes it easy on you and your family. May we enter Ramadhān with nothing but gratitude for actually being alive to witness yet another.

اَللّهُمَّ بَارِكْ لَنَا فِى رَجَبَ وَ شَعْبَانَ وَ بَلِّغْنَا رَمَضَان

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alogicalsister · 3 years

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Hi, I wanted to ask how is your poetry book going? The one you wanted to publish?

This has been sat in my inbox for the longest time and the reason I never responded to this was because I completely lost sense of myself and who I am.

I used to enjoy writing reminders so so much but the fear of not “practicing what I preach” overwhelmed me hence why I completely stopped.

If you scroll down, you’ll find a reminder which I wrote up this morning straight after Fajr. I’ve always had this inclination over the past couple of years (yes, it’s been that long) to get back into writing and this morning, alhamdulilah I just let it all flow. Wallahi, I feel like a huge brick has been lifted off my chest. I’m so so grateful if it benefitted even just one soul. It was all with the permission of Allah🤲🏼❤️

Maybe this could be the start of a new chapter of alogicalsister. Who knows? I still have the concept in the back of my mind, if I was to ever publish a book in sha’allah!

But for now, with the Grace and Permission of Allah, you will be seeing a change in my blog on here! I want to reach out to you guys with my writing and reminders I’ve come across which will always be a reminder to myself first and foremost!

I don’t know who sent this question but I pray that Allah is keeping you safe and well! And to everyone who’s reading this, may Allah bless you all and keep you at peace, ease and happiness!🥰

#the most I’ve ever spoken on a post🤭#if you actually took the time to read this all may Allah bless you!🥺

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rabbigfirlee · 5 years

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“Sometimes the most corrupt people are the ones who seem the most pious”

I can’t even seem to find the words to explain this because I’m overwhelmed with emotion. But I’ll try. Perhaps this may benefit someone in a similar situation or give another person the courage to speak up, as no one did for me.

Exactly a year ago, on this very day, my stalker came to an event I was hosting at my university. He sat in the audience watching me and I had immediately noticed him but I tried to ignore it while I was speaking. By the time the event ended, around 9 pm, I didn’t see him around so I felt a bit relieved and naively thought that it was safe for me to head home. While I was walking to my car, he cornered me in an isolated hallway. I remember the feeling of fear and confusion. And I vividly remember all the threats.

“I will make your life miserable”

“You don’t know what I can do”

“Do you think anyone will ever take your word over an Imam’s?”

“You’re a foolish little girl”

“Never underestimate someone who works for Allah”

And for what? Why? All because I didn’t return his advances. For five years this man, the Imam of my masjid, had been stalking me and harrassing me. And wallahi there was not even one instance in that five years where I had ever entertained him.

It started when I first moved here. On my very first day in the community, I remember he approached my mother and I and introduced himself which we didn’t find unusual. Then a few weeks later, I started getting random texts from an unknown # and I found out it was him. Somehow he had gotten my number and as soon as I realized it was him I instantly felt strange and would NEVER respond. This would make him angry and in return, he’d message things like “Why don’t you respond?” “Why don’t you like me?” This would happen repeatedly until I would finally respond with an “I’m sorry I’ve been very busy”.

I was 15 at the time and although I couldn’t understand why he would be texting me, I kept telling myself “He’s an Imam, you’re overthinking this!” He then started calling me late in the evening or messaging me during the school day asking if he could pick me up early and take me out. Again, I refused all of these advances but was left absolutely confused by his actions.

At the time, my father had to work across the country and we would only see him once every few months. I was living in a new town in a completely different state with my mother and younger siblings. Wallahi, so as to not burden or add any stress on my mother, I kept my doubts about this man to myself. I kept telling myself that I was mistaken and despite the fact that all of this didn’t make sense to me, that I needed to “make 70 excuses for him”. But again, I was only a naive 15 year old who had a very sheltered upbringing. I saw red flags but my naivety blinded me from the reality of what was going on.

Over the next four years, this man would text my friends while impersonating me (using a texting app), he would show up to places I was at, tell me how everyone in the community, including my friends at the masjid hated me, and just a number of other messed up things. He would tell me that someone did black magic on me and that a jinn was harassing me. I admit, I was naive for believing any of this but I could not understand why someone “of the deen” (as he called himself) would want to hurt me? Any time a brother approached me for marriage, he would intervene and would tell them absolute lies about me (which my parents were later informed of). And the list goes on. The point is, I kept quiet because I was unsure of whether I was overthinking or misinterpreting his actions because in my mind he was an “Imam” and would never do such things for the wrong reasons. Any time I expressed to him that I was feeling uncomfortable or didn’t want him to contact me, he would follow up with a “How dare you question me? Do you know who I am? Wallah, you are a fool. Wallah, you are crazy. Wallah, you will pay for trying to ruin my reputation.”

Other teens, both brothers and sisters, would notice how the Imam was treating me. Any time any of them tried to intervene, he would play the “Man of Deen” card. He would manipulate all of us using his authority and the religion to keep us quiet. He used to threaten some of the brothers my age by saying “I know what you did last night. I have a jinn who whispers things to me” anytime they tried to intervene.

For FIVE years this man harassed me. And after the night he showed up to my uni event, I finally decided to tell my parents. I finally realized that I wasn’t overthinking or ‘corrupt’ (as he would call me anytime I tried to question him). When I told my parents, Alhamdulilah they immediately believed me and decided to take things to the masjid. However, of course, the masjid could not act on my words alone and so they had to hear his side as well. In his true manipulative fashion, he said absolutely terrible things about me and my character. He slandered my name and said the worst of the worst things. He had the audacity to say that I came to him for help and that he was acting as an ‘elder brother’ looking out for me. He told people that I was suicidal (!) and wanted to run away with some guy who my parents wouldn’t allow me to marry (WALLAHI this is untrue). And he even spread the rumor that my father would beat me so I was afraid of him (‘which is why I was lying and trying to cover up the situation’ according to him). He knew exactly what to say to convince everyone that I was in the wrong and to save his face.

While all of this was going on, I felt so weak and oppressed. Yes, I had my parents but I felt that people of my community doubted my character and my integrity when I was innocent. It was my word again his. A little girl (though I was already 20 at the time) vs the well-respected Imam of our community. There were days were I could not stop crying and days I could not get myself to eat. I was so stressed and confused as to why this was happening. I was very involved with my masjid and had never given them a reason to doubt me, so why now, when I was coming with such a serious claim, did they turn their backs on me? I felt betrayed, angry, confused, but most importantly, oppressed. And throughout this time, I would make one particular duaa. “May Allah grant me justice against those who have oppressed me”.

There were times where I thought to myself “Maybe I shouldn’t have spoken up and just quietly dealt with his harassment on my own”. I didn’t want to create problems for my family or even for my community for that matter. But I swear by Allah, what got me through was the thought that ‘This could be happening to someone else, who is weaker or doesn’t have the support at home, or the ability to reject his advances. What if it’s an even younger girl? Or a revert?’. I kept telling myself that Allah has given me a voice to speak and a mind to think for those that can’t. It was my responsibility to speak the truth regardless of what other people thought of me, no matter how scared I was.

While all of this was happening, there was one sister who knew the complete truth about what was going on. She had all the evidence and was someone I had confided in for the previous five years. She was someone I considered my best friend and trusted with my life. And when the time came for her to present the evidence, she was too scared. While I won’t go into more detail, all I can say is that the person whom I would have given my life for, abandoned me and allowed for my name and reputation to be dragged through the mud, despite knowing of my innocence. She knew the truth, had evidence that could ‘save’ me yet she chose to keep silent. She was a witness to all the threats and injustices against me but instead, she hid the truth.

Despite all of this, when even the closest person to me had left me, Allah saved me. Wallahi, things got so bad to the point that I considered running away to escape the stress and trauma. I swear to you that Allah created a path for me where there was none. And not only that, but He granted me an outcome that I could have never imagined. Alhamdulilah. Alhamdulilah. Alhamdulilah. Allah granted me my justice and even more. Alhamdulilah.

I am sharing this in the hopes that even one of you may benefit from my story. It took five years, but Allah delivered on his promise and granted me ease. Allah answered my duaas and granted me justice against all of those who had oppressed me. I want you to know, if you’re losing faith, struggling, or in a situation that you feel has no solution, then know that Wallahi I felt the same way. I want you to hang in there and keep praying to Allah because I promise to you, He is listening and that after your hardship there will be ease. I have witnessed it myself. May Allah ease all of your worries, struggles, and sadness. May He replace it with His mercy, blessings, and all that is good in this world and the next. Ameen.

The last thing I want to stress is that it is your duty to speak the truth even when it is difficult for you. Someone may suffer the consequences of your selfishness/negligence in a matter as serious as this. As long as you are doing what is right, have no fear for Allah is with you. And even if the whole world were to gather together in order to harm you, they would not be able to if Allah is with you.

#I know this is very long but something in me told me to finally share this #I have left out many of the details as some of them are even too difficult for me to speak about #Ive had this saved in drafts for a fews but ufff Im finally posting it ufff #I hope iA someone benefits from this

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flowersofjannah · 6 years

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Part 1: New year coming but I’m still so extremely exhausted. When will this hardship last. Wallahi I’ve been praying nonstop and wishing for the best but everything just keeps getting worse. I’m so tired I’m slowly giving up I’m loosing hope I’m dying in the inside. And being a Muslim girl it’s hard to talk to my parents about everything because it deals with a guy. I’ve tired everything I really don’t know what to do anymore. I hate this pain. I can’t breath, I can’t breath, I can’t stop cryin

Part 2: I can’t sleep anymore I can’t eat or drink or talk or smile I feel so weak I’m so terribly tired. If he wasn’t meant for me why would Allah swt wait 5 years to end it? And why have I been getting good signs if everything keeps getting worse ya rab I’m so angry. It hurts seeing my mom look at me the way she does because she keeps asking me what’s wrong and I can never tell her. I lost myself. I’m so sensitive and no one understands no one will ever understand this pain.

Part 3: my dear sister I don’t wish this pain upon my worst enemy. Everything is falling apart. My friends father who is a sheikh did a marriage istikhara and it all came out positive between us but why, why is this happening. I don’t think I can live without him. May Allah reward you for your time :(

Assalamualikum wa rahmatullahi wa baraktuh my love,

My sister, Allah knows and in sha Allah this hardship will end soon. Until then, put your complete and absolute trust in Allah. Remember Allah’s timings and plans are wise and perfect - perfect timing included. I can understand, you feel exhausted, you feel you’re giving your best to Allah yet things aren’t getting better. Where is the help of Allah? I’m praying, I’m making dua, I’m doing this and that to please Him - so why are things not getting better? They will in sha Allah, He may be testing and building your patience and love for Him. You may be questioning if Allah is even listening, He is my sister.

And you’re not alone in feeling such a way:

“Or do you think that you will enter Paradise while such [trial] has not yet come to you as came to those who passed on before you? They were touched by poverty and hardship and were shaken until [even their] messenger and those who believed with him said,“When is the help of Allah ?” Unquestionably, the help of Allah is near.” [Quran, 2:214]

Commentary: “Lit., “while yet there has not come to you the like of [what has come to] those who passed away before you”. This passage connects with the words, “God guides onto a straight way him that wills [to be guided]”, which occur at the end of the preceding verse. The meaning is that intellectual cognition of the truth cannot, by itself, be a means of attaining to ultimate bliss: it must be complemented by readiness to sacrifice and spiritual purification through suffering.”

This above gives me great hope, even their messenger questioned where is the help of Allah? Alhumdulilah we aren’t experiencing tests as severe as messengers and their companions faced. Only Allah knows when He’ll set things straight for you, but until then - with the trust and hope in Allah - “And seek help through patience and prayer, and indeed, it is difficult except for the humbly submissive [to Allah ]” [Quran, 2:45]

Don’t lose hope, your life is in Allah’s hands and He will take care of you, even if things do not work out with this man you’re referring to. Everything in this world is temporary, including your sorrow but Allah gave us a guide to navigating life’s problems, the Quran. Find comfort in the Quran and be guided on how you should act during tests, Allah reassures us time and time again in the Quran and shows His miracles - it will help you and increase you in tawakkul.

Be patient my love, good things will come to you soon in sha Allah. Stay optimistic and think good of Allah. Shaitaan will try to break your hope and trust in return, say: Ash-hadu an la ilaha illallah Wah-dahu la sharika Lahu; wa ash-hadu anna Muhammadan ‘abduhu wa Rasuluhu, radhitu Billahi Rabban, wa bi Muhammadin Rasulan, wa bil Islami Dinan I testify that there is no true god except Allah Alone; He has no partners and that Muhammad (ﷺ) is His slave and Messenger; I am content with Allah as my Rubb, with Muhammad as my Messenger and with Islam as my Deenit drives him away, I’ve tried it! And saying the above reassures our hearts - we are pleased with Allah, Muhammad ﷺ, and islam, and this will please Allah too. Now that we’re mentioning this, we should say this after adhan as well as a hadith says:Sa’d bin Abu Waqqas (May Allah be pleased with him) reported:The Prophet (ﷺ) said, “He who says after the Adhan: ‘Ash-hadu an la ilaha illallah Wah-dahu la sharika Lahu; wa ash-hadu anna Muhammadan ‘abduhu wa Rasuluhu, radhitu Billahi Rabban, wa bi Muhammadin Rasulan, wa bil Islami Dinan’ his sins will be forgiven.”[Muslim].

Going back, also when shaitaan is making you feel miserable, increase your ibadah - your love for Allah will grow and Shaitan’s effects on you will lessen in sha Allah.

‘Ali, may Allah be pleased with him, said, “The most hope-inspiring verse in the Quran is the verse in which Allah The Almighty Says (what means): {And whatever strikes you of disaster - it is for what your hands have earned; but He pardons much.} [Quran 42:30] Then, he, may Allah be pleased with him, commented, “If He expiates my sins by afflictions and pardons much, so what should remain after His expiation and pardon?”

“No disaster strikes except by permission of Allah . And whoever believes in Allah - He will guide his heart. And Allah is Knowing of all things.” [Quran, 64:11]

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AND WATCH THIS TOO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e342DlpoLT4

I said in a previous ask: “don’t lose hope in Allah’s mercy and always believe that Allah does what is best for us, even though it may feel like the opposite. He is the all-wise, the all-knowing. He knows and we do not know. He wants good for us, we cause our own destruction. He is the Merciful, Forbearing, and Compassionate. The Loving and the Giver. Nothing supersedes His wisdom.”

Also look through these, in sha Allah:

http://lovebeingamuslimah.tumblr.com/post/164567599277/salam-do-you-have-any-tips-on-how-to-think

http://lovebeingamuslimah.tumblr.com/post/116267459032/click-on-how-you-feel-sad-1-sad-2-sad-3-sad

May Allah help you sister, ameen. I will make dua for you. I hope for the best for you. Take care of yourself, and never lose hope in Allah and never leave Him. Love you sis ❤️❤️❤️ Things will get better in sha Allah! Take care of your needs, eat and sleep well - don’t torture yourself. Treat your mother well, try to be happy in front of her. Don’t torture yourself, everything will be okay in the end in sha Allah - tawakkul is key, most times we never know how things will turn out and we do not know how our life will turn out to be, so we must rely on Allah and trust Him at all times 💕

#unwind #anon

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thehealerandthequeen-blog · 7 years

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A’s 2.0

Aqilah has lived for two decades. Yikes! Happy 2.0

When it was mine, I didn’t actually feel the difference until I enrolled in Uni. That’s when someone tells you they’re 24 and you be like meh, you ain’t that old. We are not deprived of our youth, it lives within us always. Do not be afraid to grow up, when you mature, you just know when and where it is appropriate to unleash the child within. And don’t be too hard on yourself, we are all ever changing and self-improving. It takes realisation and if you feel that that part of you need to improve, I will support it. Taking care of your modesty will not suppress your inner child.

Moving on,

I am not going to tell you how much you are of a blessing to me, because you know that already. How today itsef is a blessing for me. Your birth is a blessing for me. I couldn't ask for a truer friend, a soul sister. You always bring the best out of me. Always pull me back when I stray. Always showing me a better brighter place to be when I feel that it is the worse place to be. And I feel I need that, and you are Allah's way of communicating to me.

People would say that youre an optimist bubbly girl because thats the side you would show ppl. You share warmth and love, and people can see and feel that. You are a person of compassion and bravery. Behind the scenes tho, I know you have your own struggles. Which only makes you normal. So dont be too hard on yourself for being sensitive or lacking of anything because you are human. And imperfect. We all are. That’s why we have religion, it for us to fill in those voids. Islam makes us perfectly imperfect. We strive to reach almost perfect.

And in years to come, I will be by your side on that special day of yours letting go of that hand that will soon be your soulmate's. And that person will be just the person for you. That person who noticed you. That one person who waited for you. And that person you have saved yourself for. So never think any lesser of yourself just because you are not noticed. You are protected by His grace for the rightful one. And Allah loves you and is just giving you time to be the best of yourself for your rightful one. I envy that opportunity given to you. And that protection you’ve gotten.

Lately, I’ve been thinking of death. How lonely the grave would be. How scary the Day of Judgement would be and I pray that my friends in Jannah will remember me. And I want to be around those people. And I want to be that friend who will bring my friend to Jannah. I want to be that friend for you. And a lot has happened in Jordan, that have affected me in certain ways that I have not shared yet with you. But I am changing. And I am excited to share this journey with you.

Wallahi, theres more I can say and I want to say but words won’t suffice. Just know that I love you so much fillah wa lillah. And I hope this bond we have is more than just shoulders to cry on but a hand or a bridge to a greater purpose; Hereafter.

Happy 20th Birthday, Jaanu. To more Hindi break dances and sing alongs, to more random rendezvous and the sweet youth of the early 20s.

XX, missing you always, S.

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Also, the biggest proof that it’s not really “Muslims” who are actually responsible for most if not all of those terrorist attacks is that the culprits in the Quebec shooting shouted “allahu akbar” when they killed people. And they sure weren’t Muslims WRONG!!!!!

Anyone can say those words lmfao. It’s not like your mouth burns if you say it and you’re not Muslim. So really, if you go around saying that, it DOES NOT mean you ARE Muslim.

I’ll give your dense head an example: when I went to high school, everyone, especially white fuckboys (whom I can assure sure WERE NOT Muslim), would go around saying “wallahi”, which is an Arabic word that really only applies to Islam because when you say it, you’re swearing absolutely to Allah. Basically, it’s like saying, “I swear to God”, but its use in Islam is very serious so you shouldn’t really be throwing it around unless you’re not lying. But anyways, people say “I swear to God” all the time in English but are they actually swearing to God??? Do they even BELIEVE in God? Hell no! Atheists and people who don’t practice any religion despite their claims to be Christian or vice versa sure go around saying that because people have taken it as a common phrase. Even I say “I swear to God” because I’ve grown up in an era where that’s a normal part of casual English speech.

Having said that, you’re an idiot if you think only Muslims can say an Arabic word, especially one that the media has portrayed to be a word associated with terrorists. Language is something anyone can imitate. I sing along to Kpop but I sure don’t know what I’m saying most of the time. And back to my school example, they made it a trend there to say “wallahi”, which proves how religious words and religions themselves can become more of cultural thing and eventually just a “cool trend”. Another example of that would be celebrating Christmas. It’s not even really about the religion anymore. It’s all about presents and family-gathering for most people.

To conclude my answer to you, saying you are Muslim but not practicing the religion properly and/or doing something that entirely opposes the religion means you aren’t Muslim. I meet people all the time who say they are Muslim but they have sex with random people, drink alcohol, eat pork, don’t pray, don’t fast, etc. If that’s the case, they sure aren’t Muslim, and it’s sad that they just end up portraying the religion falsely. But it’s the same with every religion. You can say you are Christian or Jewish or whatever because maybe that’s where your family descended from, but if you don’t follow nor believe in the fundamentals of the religion, you are NOT really whatever you claim to be. And with Islam, I assure you that walking around saying “allahu albar” while killing people is NOT a fundamental part nor ANY part of the religion. Killing is clearly stated to be one of the biggest sins in the Quran, with a special place in Hell reserved for murderers and ESPECIALLY suiciders. Self-defence and protecting Mecca from people who want to destroy it are the only two exceptions to that (and don’t bother giving me shit about it because anyone in the world would fight back if someone tried to kill them or invade their homes). Point is, choosing select parts of a religion or twisting what it’s really about to fit your needs is something entirely voluntary, and could either be completely peaceful OR harmful to yourself/others around you. Also, if all Muslims were terrorists, you wouldn’t be alive by now lmfao.

So before you try to tell me what my religion is like when you know absolutely nothing about it except what the government-controlled media and white people who like to pretend like they know shit about what Islam is really like tell you, kindly shut the fuck up and sit down because y'all just sound like pure idiots walking around telling me what my religion is like when it’s everything my religion is opposed to (and I would know since I’m the one who follows it, not you).

P.S. You didn’t quote me properly. You’re lucky I’m intelligent enough to understand what you were getting at. :) Have a nice day!

#rant #my opinion #me stuff #islamophobia #quebec shooting #I actually cannot #I almost didn't bother responding to your anon ass but I decided you need a lesson #doubt you'll take anything from it though since y'all never listen to anyone but the ones who support your illusions

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electrifythoughts · 6 years

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Restless on my fucking birthday.

23, bitch. This year has been wild.

You see, I’ve never experienced an actual hearbreak, because I’m in love with looks. Just like material shiny things, superficial, I love pretty boys. That’s not actually love right? so heartbreak is never in my dictionary, Because i’ve never been in love. I just love pretty boys and sex like I love skincare and makeup. But these pretty boys dont love me obviously. A year back I thought emotional traits follows after a one night stand ( Ok, not literally because I’m still a virgin , I never fuck just everything but fuck) but a year later (now) I think it’s fictional. The only heartbreak I had was getting cut off by 5 years of friendship. Yup, my first heartbreak is from a bunch of girls. I swear to god it tore me down worst that I expected.

I don’t know what the fuck had happened, but to cut things short I was not within their expectation of a great friend according to them and im a slut so they didnt like it. But wallahi, I really tried. Anyway the heartbreak went on like a bitch, my batch has cliques and cliques and people just move in groups. I was SO depended on them and attached, and when they decided to cut me off. Well it wasnt easy. I had to swallow the truth everyday every time I encounter them. And oh my god, everyday , my heart breaks everytime i see them. I know I shouldnt give my ‘family is broken’ card, but honestly they were my life because my family life consisted of only 30% in my life. Nevertheless I still had family and i appreciate them alhamdulillah. I was really scarred and it’s hard to go on with life. I know to some people it’s exaggeration but WHAT THE FUCK DO U WANT ME TO DO THATS HOW I FEEL.

Anyway i feel like i can’t move on with next sem, it’s like my existence just disgust them, they probably dont think so but whenever i saw/ terserempak them im just depressed lah like all the memories just flashback , like how i cried driving from gombak to kelana jaya and left out apa semua . There’s a lot of negativity and it demotivated me. Now a crazy bitch(a new case) is out to get me and I have to deal with that too. And a failed subject (5% short to pass, can u fuckingg believe it????blodyfucking hell i was really improving on all other subject and this just dragged the fuck outta me). So I dont know should i take the sem off, aku malas nak deal with my fam like whats really my problem and all sebab i dont tell my family shit my dad is a commando he never feels this weak feelings/mental health shit is a problem you know??

But what the fuck should i do in 6 months??? Dont give me the whole white people shit like i should travel to ‘ explore myself’…………….I dunno im uncertain with my future. I’m really in dilemma. I dont want to fuck a big life decision again

About boys…..I dont seem to catch feelings anymore. I lost count all the boys i liplocked it’s good like this cuz i dont have to go thru the whole atta crush anymore, but it really worried liana and najwa because yknow they dont want me slutty they want me to be stable. BUT HONESTLY WHO DOESNT KAN AND THE ONLY PLACE I TALK TO BOYS IS TINDER WHAT THE FUCK SHOULD I DO THEN????meet people where i barely participated in anything cuz i couldnt catch up with studies????and I have this slut meter i created in my mind. and just keep transgressing it everytime. But ya tuhan, i dont want to do things u dont want me to do but i like intimacy so much AKU NAK KAWIN TAPI TAKDE ORANG AND TAKDE DUIT AND AKU TAKUT RESPONSIBILITY. how now god…i like all the things u haramkan. im 23 youknow, and love never reciprocate back. If i would hve the opportunity i would really be in love and get married and just be a slut to my husband. But im not in love but im a romantic slut.

The whole goodvibes moment where i was left out again because some people dont want to be around,,,, and people are just fake. So i dragged myself into the surau with my short skirt and a see thru tshirt to pray…..in my rundown mascara because i cried the fuck outta my eye. My shoes was torn and i was left out , barefoot and everyone looked at me like so crazy bitch. A guy trynna grind me (ended up sharing weed with him) because what the fuck life sucks but i gotta get high Anyway yeah I stole the surau’s slipper and went on the festival alone. I was actually embarassed because i thought people care but they just dont.

Btw I be friended with this girl thinking she’s ok. but she went on me batshit crazy about something and accuses me with things i didnt do. Short story short, this is girl is paranoid and make things inside her head. I genuinely thought i could be friends with her I brought her home and all like a friend should do. and she’s been accusing me of shit right now and i blocked her cuz i think she has a problem (read:mental). Anyway i dont wanna speak ill of her because she has a problem.

But like….i thought im nice to people i should be treated the same, but things went extremely contradicted. What did i went wrong? Is it because im too miang its a punishment from god

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suhyla · 3 years

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No question -just a rant if you'll listen! Growing up in the south of the U.S. has made practicing so difficult for no reason. I am now getting back to praying 5 times a day, as (finally), a more independent moved-out adult. Just looking back, there was so many barriers for no reason! My parents are divorced, both remarried, and no one practices or did ever practice for more than a few months at a time. One parent married a convert afterwards. Mental health disorders then affected so many of us. 8 immediate family members and no one is practicing.

My parents didn't want me to face discrimination, or worse, danger being in the south, so I feel like they kept making excuses about everything so me and my siblings would fit in. It is a struggle but still, i wish we embraced who we are. 'You don't have to wear hijab, eating halal food is inconvenient, not all of your friends have to be muslim." "It's okay to make up prayers if you miss them during the day." I think this is true, but I felt like we should be striving to pray at the right times for the benefits. I have only been to a mosque 3x in my life. I have never been friends with another Muslim, ever, and I have no family here.

The American lifestyle of 8 hours a day at school, then going home to work a part time job and do homework, is exhausting, and although it helped me be successful for college, I was so bitter not being able to live how I wanted. Everyone in my family kind of took on this mentality that everyone makes Islam super complicated, and that we can still be muslim living how we want. I think that we should still be able to identify with Islam and our God, but its like everyone just started becoming apathetic.

I think maybe they were frustrated because growing up, they probably faced a lot of things like shame, toxic masculinity, the stress of appearing perfect..so they wanted to distance themselves from that. And they didn't want us to feel controlled. But then they let go of our values!

When it got to college, my mental health was at a devastating low. I chose my college because my siblings went there, they had my major and it is a good school. But i was in depression and didn't have any more thoughts besides that.

My college is gigantic, and to get to classes freshman year, I walked 20 minutes back and forth, and just did homework all day, hung out with friends. Still never met another Muslim.

Now I'm further into college, and although this quarantine is obviously very difficult for everyone, I finally received therapy and have been praying, mainly because I am home a lot and i can. Out of all the people in my life, my therapist, who doesn't even understand the religion and culture at all, said the words that motivated me to actually do something, and have control over my choices.

My bad for the long rant. It is probably pretty confusing but I could talk about this all day.. Please make dua for me to make the lifestyle changes, or move, or something so that I can finally practice the way I want. My choice now has really been stay at home for a majority of the day. So stupid.

Salam sister -

First of all I just want to thank you for sending this in. Hearing about what you've struggled with (and will inshaAllah soon overcome!) has been so inspiring and I want you to know that I'm so so proud of you.

SubhanAllah, I cannot imagine how much Allah must love you, for you to experience this time and time again, and choose to put your relationship with Him at the forefront of your mind regardless of what everyone around you is doing. It's so awesome.

I've seen so many families here try to justify not practicing Islam (and the range in what that looks like is really scary) because it's America, but wallahi people don't understand how short our lives here are. Your soul will live on long after your body ceases to exist, what will we say when they are summoned before Allah and made to answer? What will we say? Allah is the one who created America, its people and customs, and part of this lifestyle is a trial. Are we okay with failing that trial?

And I wanted to tell you - though I may not have gone through exactly the same thing, I see it happening all the time and know this could have easily been me - if Allah hadn't put inside me the desire to know Him and do better and change my environment. This isn't the end of the road. It helps so much to have a friend to talk to, so if you'd like to connect just send me a message inshaAllah (and this applies to anyone else who feels like they have no Muslim friends as well).

Again, I am so so proud of you and i believe in what you're capable of. I know that Allah loves you, because look how much you're striving to build your relationship with Him! MashaAllah, I ask Allah to protect you always, and allow you to make the changes you need to take control of your life.

You got this sis ❤

#asks #such a superstar #Allahuma barek #please don't ever apologize for letting things off your chest either im more than happy to listen ❤

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