”Allah never throws you deeper than you can go. He throws you from such a height were He knows yes you may fall, gain a few scratches, and open wounds, but He also knows how much sabr, tolerance and will power you have to stand back up. Yes we all complain, moan and cry saying ‘Why Me!’ but why do we forget this life is a test; Allah is making you, not breaking you. He is by your side, He is your shadow and your guiding light..”
buraqrider:
been lagging behind, this shall be a reminder for me and for others.
Cleanliness does not last, it’s why we brush our teeth and take showers everyday. The same goes for our hearts, that’s why we have to pray, remember Allah, recite the Quran and repent to Allah on a regular basis.
destinationjannah:
“When you look across history, many people claim to love Allah. But its only Allah who decides if they are truthful in their love or not. Bani Israel, the Children of Israel, claimed to love Allah, they had knowledge, but they did not act upon their knowledge. Loving Allah means submitting to Him, it means acting upon knowledge.
Many Muslims today claim to love Allah, but they are ignorant because they have knowledge but don’t act upon it. ” -Dr. Reda Bedair
All the sons of Adam commit error, and the best of those who error are those who seek forgiveness.
When some blessings come to you, do not drive them away through thanklessness.
None has the right to be worshipped but You (O Allah)], Glorified (and Exalted) are You [above all that (evil) they associate with You]. Truly, I have been of the wrong-doers.
If you can’t love her in a jilbab/hijab/niqab, you can’t truly love her in anything else either. She will be most beautiful to you when she is obeying her Lord. She will be the most beautiful when she is trying to make her way to Jannah. And if you can’t see the beauty in that, then your perspective of beauty is distorted. If you can’t love her enough to help her attain Jannah, then perhaps you don’t love her at all!
minuteswithmuhammad:
What I wouldn’t give to gaze at his radiant smile,
although I never saw his face.
What I wouldn’t give to touch the silky softness of his palms,
although I never felt his skin.
What I wouldn’t give to listen to his sweet speech,
although I never heard his voice.
What I wouldn’t…
