The Holy Qur'an
SURA-4
AN-NISAA
174. O mankind! Verily there hath come to you a convincing proof from your Lord for We have sent unto you a light (that is) manifest.
175. Then those who believe in Allah, and hold fast to Him,------soon will He admit them to Mercy and Grace from Himself, and guide them to Himself by a straight Way.
Sadness has hit America. Children have been taken away from their families, their friends, and their futures.
Terrorism has struck in America! The terrorist are it's own citizens, their own prodigies, their own. From children to adults, America is somehow raising terrorists who are attacking it's own fellow Americans.
What is happening, or what has happened to the existence of God in one of the worlds, so called, greatest nations on earth? But, really, is it all that great when prayer has been taken out of school, when innocent children aren't safe to go to school, where people can't live with comfort in their own homes without the thoughts of a home invasion, where a husband and wife can't take an after dinner walk without the threat of being shot and robbed?
Can't quite understand how so many guns got into the hands of so many people. Can't quite understand how so many people have been filled with so much anger and rage that they could kill not one person, not two people, but a mass of people without showing a glimpse of empathy for their fellow human brother or sister. Or can I understand that the people in my country, America, or moving farther and farther away from God.
Most Americans are not taking out the time to acknowledge the existence of God. It seems that the trend,now, is to be interested in how many material things one can acquire before departing this life. It seems to be "whatever feels good do it" and ignore what the word of God has instructed us to do. It seems to be "let's worry about self and what I want" instead of reaching out to listen to a child's cry or to listen to a person's unheard needs. It seems to be "let's grab a gun and blow the crap out of someone to get attention or to get what I want, now".
We have stopped putting forth effort to do what God has asked us to do, but are giving in to what evil wants such as murder, robbery, homosexuality, greed, lack of empathy, adultery, fornication, and etc.....Every evil under the sun. We have, literally, stopped trying to fight evil and it's ugly forces. America wake up and fight for your own souls, your own lives! Don't be a coward by giving up on God and what is truly right. Don't fold to those things that only lead to the death of a people and, eventually, the death of a GREAT nation!
God Bless----Allahu Akbar!
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Sunday, December 9, 2012
GIVE ME A REASON NOT TO BE A MUSLIM; I'LL GIVE YOU A REASON WHY I AM
This past week my home was broken into. It took a moment to come to the actualization that this had really happened.
The side door had been kicked down, papers had been knocked to the floor, and the 47 inch flat screen television had been taken from it's resting place.
My eyes scanned the room. I felt numb, empty, and confused. It seemed as though everything was moving in slow motion. Perhaps, I was in a bad dream that would end in a few moments.
Someone had violated my families home. The place where we were to feel safe from the outside evilness of the world. This is the place where we loved, played, laugh, argued, rested, and felt secure.
My husband and my son scrambled around outside, trying to see a car, a stranger, a clue.
The man across the street that I had prepared meals for, when he was ill, anxiously told my husband how he'd seen 3 males in the yard. He even went on to describe the males in detail. The only thing I wanted to know, is why is it that this neighbor didn't yell out or call the police. I would have. Many times he'd left his home, strangers would enter his yard , and I would yell, "Hello" or ask were they looking for the man who lived there.
The home diagonally to our home had people sitting on the porch. The people would have had a direct view of that side door. Only one person spoke up to describe one of the perpetrators.
Didn't one of these neighbors see a person or persons carrying a LARGE television from our home and found it to be rather suspicious?
I was more concerned by the non-active behavior of these neighbors than about the stolen television.
Why didn't the television matter to me? Because I barely watched it any way, and it was only a material possession.
What hurt is that I have tried so hard to be a good neighbor to these Bible Belt, Church going Christians.
Wow, If this is the way the Christians love their neighbors, and practice what they preach, I have a great reason for being a Muslim. At least we treat one another as brothers and sisters, and we,also, tend to be each other's keepers.
The side door had been kicked down, papers had been knocked to the floor, and the 47 inch flat screen television had been taken from it's resting place.
My eyes scanned the room. I felt numb, empty, and confused. It seemed as though everything was moving in slow motion. Perhaps, I was in a bad dream that would end in a few moments.
Someone had violated my families home. The place where we were to feel safe from the outside evilness of the world. This is the place where we loved, played, laugh, argued, rested, and felt secure.
My husband and my son scrambled around outside, trying to see a car, a stranger, a clue.
The man across the street that I had prepared meals for, when he was ill, anxiously told my husband how he'd seen 3 males in the yard. He even went on to describe the males in detail. The only thing I wanted to know, is why is it that this neighbor didn't yell out or call the police. I would have. Many times he'd left his home, strangers would enter his yard , and I would yell, "Hello" or ask were they looking for the man who lived there.
The home diagonally to our home had people sitting on the porch. The people would have had a direct view of that side door. Only one person spoke up to describe one of the perpetrators.
Didn't one of these neighbors see a person or persons carrying a LARGE television from our home and found it to be rather suspicious?
I was more concerned by the non-active behavior of these neighbors than about the stolen television.
Why didn't the television matter to me? Because I barely watched it any way, and it was only a material possession.
What hurt is that I have tried so hard to be a good neighbor to these Bible Belt, Church going Christians.
Wow, If this is the way the Christians love their neighbors, and practice what they preach, I have a great reason for being a Muslim. At least we treat one another as brothers and sisters, and we,also, tend to be each other's keepers.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Reunited, the Muslim WAY!
Life is truly a wonder!
After being through two rocky relationships with Christian men in the past, I wondered how my new Muslim life would help me to forgive and forget. Then I remembered that once I declared the Shahada that I was like a new born baby who had just started with a clean slate. With this thought, I smiled to myself. Allahu Akbar!
I found that I could not commit to any relationship after my husband of so many years, because I was still in love with him.
We had never lost touch with each other. As a matter of fact, we were the best of friends.
The marriage word came up on many of our conversations, but we would brush it off. Then during one of the conversations, it became serious. This is when I mentioned to him that I could not marry him because I was now Muslim.
As the days went by, he began to ask more and more questions about the path of Islam. I found myself recalling all of the knowledge that I had gathered and shared it with him. He was very anxious to learn and understand the way of life that I had chosen to be a part of.
Soon, he decided that he wanted to commit himself to this way of life, too. I reminded him that this was not something that he could take lightly. That this way of life took much discipline and dedication in praising Allah. He was not steered away by what I told him. As a matter of fact, he was more determined that ever to go forward with becoming a part of the Islam family.
It was the brightest point in many months when he declared and recited the Shahada after doing Wudo.
Ash hadu alla illa ill- allah wadhu la shareeka lahu waashadu anna sayyidana Muhammadin abduhu wa rasoolooloo. (3xs)
(There us no god but God and Mohammad is His Servant and His Messanger)
There were two witness and ,also, Allah..
And, guess what? On November 30th, we became husband and wife, again. This time as a Muslim couple!
After being through two rocky relationships with Christian men in the past, I wondered how my new Muslim life would help me to forgive and forget. Then I remembered that once I declared the Shahada that I was like a new born baby who had just started with a clean slate. With this thought, I smiled to myself. Allahu Akbar!
I found that I could not commit to any relationship after my husband of so many years, because I was still in love with him.
We had never lost touch with each other. As a matter of fact, we were the best of friends.
The marriage word came up on many of our conversations, but we would brush it off. Then during one of the conversations, it became serious. This is when I mentioned to him that I could not marry him because I was now Muslim.
As the days went by, he began to ask more and more questions about the path of Islam. I found myself recalling all of the knowledge that I had gathered and shared it with him. He was very anxious to learn and understand the way of life that I had chosen to be a part of.
Soon, he decided that he wanted to commit himself to this way of life, too. I reminded him that this was not something that he could take lightly. That this way of life took much discipline and dedication in praising Allah. He was not steered away by what I told him. As a matter of fact, he was more determined that ever to go forward with becoming a part of the Islam family.
It was the brightest point in many months when he declared and recited the Shahada after doing Wudo.
Ash hadu alla illa ill- allah wadhu la shareeka lahu waashadu anna sayyidana Muhammadin abduhu wa rasoolooloo. (3xs)
(There us no god but God and Mohammad is His Servant and His Messanger)
There were two witness and ,also, Allah..
And, guess what? On November 30th, we became husband and wife, again. This time as a Muslim couple!
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