The Light Og Guidance

I was coming back from a long journey, and Allaah decreed that my seat in the airplane should be beside a group of carefree young men whose loud laughter and voices were too much, and the air was filled with clouds of smoke from their cigarettes. By the wisdom of Allaah, the plane was completely full and I could not change my seat.
I tried to escape from the problem by sleeping, but it was impossible… When I got fed up of their noise, I took out my Mus-haf (copy of the Qur’aan), and started to read what I could of the Qur’aan in a soft voice. Soon after that these young men started to quieten down. Some of them started to read newspapers, and some of them fell asleep.
Suddenly one of them said in a loud voice, even though he was sitting right next to me, “Enough! Enough!”
I thought that I had disturbed him because my voice was too loud, so I apologized to him and carried on reading in a whisper that only I could hear. I saw him holding his head in his hands, then fidgeting in his seat, moving a lot. Then he raised his head and said to me angrily, “Please, stop it, I can’t stand it!!”
Then he got up from his seat and went away for a while, then he came back, greeted me with salaams, and apologized. He fell silent, and I did not know what was going on. But after a while he turned to me with his eyes full of tears and said to me in a whisper, "For three years or more I have not put my forehead on the ground, and I have not read even one aayah!
For a whole month I have been on this trip, and there is no evil action that I did not indulge in. Then I saw you reading Qur’aan, and my world turned black and my heart was filled with despair. I felt as if someone was strangling me… I felt every aayah that you read coming down on my body like a whip.
I said to myself, for how long will this negligence go on? Where will this path lead you? What will happen after all this foolish play? Then I went to the washroom, do you know why?
I had the strong urge to weep, and I could not find anywhere else to hide from the people’s sight!”
I spoke to him in general terms about tawbah (repentance) and turning back to Allaah, then he fell silent.
When the plane landed, he stopped me, and it seemed that he wanted to keep away from his companions. He asked me, with a serious expression on his face, “Do you think that Allaah will accept my repentance?” I said, “If you are sincere and serious in your repentance, then Allaah will forgive all your sins.”
He said, “But I have done terrible things, very terrible.”
I said, “Have you not heard what Allaah says (interpretation of the meaning):
‘Say: O ‘Ibaadi (My slaves) who have transgressed against themselves (by committing evil deeds and sins)! Despair not of the Mercy of Allaah, verily, Allaah forgives all sins. Truly, He is Oft-Forgiving, Most Merciful’ [al-Zumar 39:53]?”
I saw him smiling with joy, with his eyes filled with tears, then he bade me farewell and left. Subhaan Allaah al-‘Azeem!
No matter how great a man's evil and sin, in his heart there is a seed of goodness. If only we can reach it and make it grow, it will bear fruit, insha'Allaah.
This seed of goodness is always fighting in man's heart, even when it is covered by layers of whims and desires. When Allaah wills good for His slave, He causes the light of guidance to shine in his heart and guides him to the path of those who are guided. Allaah says (interpretation of the meaning):
“And whomsoever Allaah wills to guide, He opens his breast to Islam; and whomsoever He wills to send astray, He makes his breast closed and constricted, as if he is climbing up to the sky” [al-An’aam 6:125]

Always

Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, work shirt and a hat; and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and dish-towel in the other. It was the time for fixing things: a curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress. Things we keep.
It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy. All that re-fixing, re-heating leftovers, renewing; I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.
But when my mother died, and I was standing in that clear morning light in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any more.
Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return. So... While we have it, it's best we love it... And care for it... And fix it when it's broken.... And heal it when it's sick.
This is true: For marriage... And old cars.... And children with bad report cards... Dogs and cats with bad hips... And aging parents... And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it. Some things we keep, like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we grew up with.
There are just some things that make life important,
like people we know who are special... And so, we keep them close!

Oh Allah! Give me the strength....

THe whole last week of January I was away from work. When I came back to work, the 2 from my department,Yuslan and Amir acted strangely. The moment i sat at my cubicle, Yuslan started asking Amir about fitnah. Saying things like "What happen to people who slander others?" I didn't feel anything at first because I never thought it was meant for me because as far as I'm concerned never have I ever slandered anyone in my whole entire life. But they repeated the same issue the whole day with a loud voice.
The next day again when I sat at my place they both said something that relate to slandering. I told myself as long as my conscious tells me that i have not done it, why should I let this thing bug me.
2 weeks has passed by and everyday I've been listening to their crap. They always feel that they are religious and that I am the ultimate bitch. They have always have this feeling of envy towards me and the other girl. They will try their best to demoralized me but Yuslan forgot that it's been 4 years since I worked here and have always been very independent and never asked for anyone's help.
Oh Allah, You are my guidance and my Light at the end of the darkest night. Give me the strength to go through all the lies and betrayal people have put upon me. For You are the Judge to whatever that happen in this world.
I will leave my life in YOur Hand of Mercy. I believe in You oh Allah and I know You have Your own reasons for these to happen to me. Like what You said:
ALLAH GIVES THE VERY BEST TO THOSE WHO LEAVES THE CHOICE TO HIM.

Once there was a man who asked God for flower and a butterfly.But instead God gave him a cactus and a caterpillar.The man was sad and didn't understand why his request was mistaken.Then he thought...Oh well, God has too many people to care for and decided not to question.After sometime, the man went to check up on his request that he had left forgotten.To his surprise, from a thorny and ugly cactus,a beautiful flower has grown.And the unsightly caterpillar has transformed into the most beautiful butterfly.
God always does things RIGHT!. His ways is always the BEST way, even to us seems all wrong. If you asked God one thing and received another..TRUST. YOu can be sure that He will always give you what you need at a appropriate time.What you want is not what you always need.God never fails to grant our petitions. So keep on going for Him without doubting and murmuring.
TODAY'S THORN IS TOMORROW'S FLOWER. GOD GIVES THE BEST TO THOSE WHO LEAVES THE CHOICES UP TO HIM.
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