بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم
I just liked Ustazah HJ puts it, kadang Allah bagi masalah jadi kite boleh manje-manje dengan Allah🌹
Isn’t it the case? We usually call Him out wholeheartedly when our heart is in pieces?
And as how Ustazah Halimah Alaydrus puts it in her book, Tutur Hati:
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The Love Series #10 in a sentence:
One of the greatest lessons of falling in love with you is the realisation of the insignificant amount of love I have for the Prophet Muhammad صلى الله عليه وسلم
Salah satu pengajaran terpenting yang saya perolehi daripada mencintai awak adalah pemalsuan cinta saya pada Rasulullah صلى الله عليه وسلم
To the one that is in control of my heart,
I don’t think I have ever come to a (100%) realisation before, that all the feelings I have ever had is one of the proofs of your existence, your control and power over my very being.
إِنَّا لله Truly! To Allah we belong
For the love I have for people and things for absolutely no reason: it strengthens my belief that there is a much greater power that is in control of me. And with that I asked of You, the one that had filled my heart with these love, to make me love those beloved to You, to make me love actions that will draw me closer to You and to grant me Your love.
For the hatred I have for people and things with valid reasons, I asked of You to help me to remember and act upon the verse ‘Do good as Allah has been good to you’. (أحسن كما أحسن الله إليك). Indeed you have only been good to me despite all the disobedience I have done to You.
Maybe that is all is there to it. Falling in love made you wonder where this feeling came from, and only to realise that it came from God.
And when this ‘love’ had left you broken, the only way to mend yourself is to ask the one that had put that ‘love’ to remove it from you, and to mend your heart, caress it and cure it.
And during the process of all that, perhaps that is when you truly fall in love, with the purest form of love, with the one that gives love- God.
Maybe that is all is there to it, to love God.
I overheard this one line in a TV series the other day. The person was almost shouting to the other person:
‘I regret loving you!’
In which I thought to myself:
‘But is loving a person a choice?
Was loving you a choice?’
I just started crying, thinking about the fact that this baby and her mother I am looking at, is perhaps like me and Allah.
ولله مثل الأعلى
A baby, being a baby, can aimlessly go play with things that are dangerous. Or a coughing kid would want a cold drink.
The mum, being the mum, would obviously take the dangerous thing away from the baby and would not give the sick kid the cold drink.
And the baby and the kid would end up crying, throwing tantrums and stuff, not capable of understanding why the mother did what she did.
And sometimes you would cry your heart out to Allah wanting whatever that you ever wanted, not capable of understanding why He did what He did.
“His withholding from you is, in reality, a form of giving.”
He is taking care of you.
I think I fell deeply in love with you
For always putting me aside