I’m sorry God, I’m sorry that I push you so far away that I struggle to feel your presence some days. Your teachings have been threaded into my soul, they keep me together during my darkest hours. Yet there are times, when sadness hangs over my body and takes my attention away from what really matters. I let the world and its cruelty consume me, I battle with myself daily. Until I feel your presence again and I remind myself, my God will never burden a soul more than what he can bare!
I’m sorry God.
Im sorry, for neglecting you, for allowing myself to forget you. While I fight my own battles I forget to remind myself that you wait for me, to turn to you. I ask so much of you, from the moment I’m awake! I’m sorry for failing to give you a moments thought. To be better than the person I was yesterday, is the biggest challenge I face. I strive to be the best version of myself, but I lose focus, and it gets harder to see through it.
On a daily basis I fight my own demons; today I’m sorry God for those people who take your teachings and your words to give their own meaning to it.
Do not kill WOMEN
Do not kill CHILDREN
Do not kill the ELDERLY
Do not kill WORSHIPPERS
Do not burn a TREE
Do not destroy a HOUSE
Do not kill an ANIMAL
Do not BETRAY
Do not act TREACHEROUSLY
I’m sorry God,
I’m sorry that your words, your beautiful teachings are used to represent violence and fear. People use your name to kill WOMEN and CHILDREN. People use your name to DESTROY houses and KILL worshippers in their, Masjids, Churches, Temples! There are people who have their own version of Islam and try to confuse the word God. But I promise…
For every child killed; I’ll smile at every stranger I walk past.
For all the dignities these people stole from women; I’ll give the homeless guy who plays the guitar under the subway a penny.
For all those throats that were ripped open; I’ll send out a prayer for you and your families, to help them during this heart aching time in their lives. A prayer to send those suffering patience and strength.
Nm ♡ P.s – a story I will forever hold close to my heart. ♡♡♡
Imam Ahmed, in his peak, was the most famous man known within the Muslim community. He was such a humble man, so loved and popular. 1.3 Million people came to pray at his funeral! One day on his travels to A-Shaam Syria, he had to stop the night to rest. He found a nearby Mosque to which he entered to stay the night. The Mosque guard quickly noticed him, grabbed him and threw him out the gates of the mosque. Although Imam Ahmed was a popular and beloved Scholar, he wasn’t recognised by a lot of people as he covered his face with his scarf, to conceal his identity out of humility. After being thrown out Iman Ahmed slept on the steps of the Mosque, to guard found him still on Mosque property, he grabbed him by his legs and dragged him onto the streets! A baker nearby, who worked through the night watched the whole thing and invited Imam Ahmed to stay in his shop while he prepared his bread for the morning. Imam Ahmed noticed the baker and how with everything he did, he remembered God by continuously and consistently seeking his forgiveness. Alhumdulilah, Subhanallah, Astakhfurillah! Imam Ahmed asked the baker, how long he’d been reciting whilst working to which the baker replied, EVERYDAY. The Scholar then asked, what kind of effect has this had on your life? The baker responded… There hasn’t been one thing I’ve asked for that God has not given to me. There has not been an unanswered prayer besides one. Imam Ahmed stood, and asked what prayer has he not answered for you?!! The baker looked at the Scholar and said I’ve been praying to God to give me the chance to meet this famous Scholar, IMAN AHMED, but I’m yet to seize the chance. The Scholar pulled the baker into a tight embrace and said to him tearfully,
because of your prayers, day and night, tonight, Imam Ahmed was dragged by his feet to your doorstep so you can meet him!