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Reposted from Saba Rind’s (Australia) Facebook page (with her permission. Please include her in your prayers!)

Shaykh Yahya Rhodus gave us tafsir on the verse ‘Ihdinas-siratal Mustaqeem.’ – When you are confused in life and feel challenged by all the worldly negative energy, recite surah Al-Fatiha sincerely. When you reach the verses ‘Ihdinas-siratal mustaqeem‘ (guide us on the straight path), recite it with full yaqeen (trust) in Allah that He will guide you to a clearer path to success. The path may seem confusing at times with the ups and downs of life, but it is your unique path towards Jannah. – There is nothing more relevant than the Qur’an and the Prophetic teachings. You can be relevant as a person, only if you align yourself with the way of the Prophet ﷺ. Make yourself relevant, otherwise you become trapped to the negativity of this world.

The word ‘Ihdina’ comes from ‘Hedaya’ (guidance). What does Hedaya mean? It is to give direction gently. There are different types of Hedaya – including Hedaya of the fitrah; Hedaya of the senses; Hedaya of the aqal (intellect); and Hedaya of Deen which consists of the fitrah, the senses and aqal all put together. The Hedaya of Tawfiq is when Allah shows you different ways to reach Him. – Another name for the Quran is Al-Huda, which means the Guidance. – The Sirat on the Day of Qiyamah will take 3000 years to cross, it will be thinner than a hair strand and sharper than a blade. The only thing that will expand the traverse is the Noor (light) we earned in this dunya from all our ibadah – such as the light gained from wudhu; the light from reciting Qur’an; the light from making salah; the light from helping others; the light from doing zikr; the light from giving charity; the light from showing hayah and so on. – If a person has too much light on the Day of Qiyamah, he/she will cross the Sirat quicker than a blink of an eye. Even the hell-fire will say “hurry up and cross, your light is putting out my flames”, SubhanAllah!

We should read the dua for Noor every morning. There is a difference of opinion about what ‘Siratul Mustaqeem’ (the straight path) could be referred to. It may refer to the Qur’an being the straight path; or the path of the actual deen; or the path of the Prophet ﷺ, whom was a living example of the Straight Path (Surah al-Anaam).

By Saba Rind (Australia)

Du'a Noor

Du’a Noor

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“….It’s because we are reminded that our hearts have this temporal yearning which is not to last forever, but only for this life. And through this yearning He is truly found.

He puts destiny in our way whilst we are in pursuit of happiness. What joy would happiness be without our hearts being challenged, moved and even broken if every pursuit, be it trivial or life threatening was quickly achieved?

God willing, hearts move on, new journeys are begun and current episodes become part of ones life encounters where lessons and reflections are gained. Live on and know your destiny awaits you, no one can take it from you because He has already ordained it for you. Don’t blame yourself for any of this, it was never in your control because destiny has its own way…..”  

 (Reflections by a dear friend, mentor and teacher)

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The Bosphorus, Istanbul at sunset (Dec 2009)

 

 

20130827-232930.jpgA few months ago, one of my best friends Nausheen and her husband Vaseem were blessed with their second child, a beautiful baby girl whom they named Hafsa. The meaning of the name Hafsa in Arabic means “young lioness”, and she has been quite a fighter masha’Allah. Baby Hafsa was born with a unique heart condition and was kept in intensive care for the first month of her life. For any parent, having to witness your child in such a condition is an immense tribulation and a complete test of faith. Although my friend will not agree with this when I say it, but despite the magnitude of her trial, she has shown an incredible amount of forbearance. As a way of expressing her anguish, she penned a beautiful poem dedicated to her daughter.

After seeking her permission, I’m sharing her poem on here in the hope that it inspires and brings much solace, comfort and healing to all those other parents who may also be dealing with tribulation relating to children.

It’s true how real love, tribulation, the loss of someone dear, yearning for something or someone is the natural driver to poetry. You have to be inspired by something significant that has happened, or is happening to you in order to write deep, meaningful and heartfelt poems. Just as Mevlana Rumi wrote his poems after being separated from Shams, Imam al- Būsīrī wrote the Burdah in loving memory and longing for our Rasul sallaAllahu alayhi wasalam. Poetry is a powerful expression of the human experience.

Baby Hafsa has a operation in the next few months. Please keep her and the parents in your prayers. 

Born on the edge, on a blade, on a thread.
Born with a time bomb, between life and death.
Born into love, born of passion and heat.
In the home that is built between two hearts that meet.

Born on a hope, based on trust and on faith.
Born with acceptance, yielding to fate.
Born into battle, born of pain and relief.
In the arms of two people who chose joy not grief.

From the depths of your eyes,
To the depths of our love,
To the boundless Mercy above.
From the fervour of prayers,
To the watchful eyes,
To the blood that makes these unbreakable ties.

It takes everything,
And takes nothing at all,
The sage and scientist,
To make your chest rise and fall.

Life fills your body,
My heart fills with pride,
A thousand whispered pleas fill the sky.
Wires fill your body,
We take it in stride,
These are your lifelines, we cannot cry.

The statistics aren’t wrong,
But your grip is so strong,
You want to stay with us,
Your fingers hold on.

Your patience,
I’m awestruck, there’s barely a sound,
Despite all their poking and prodding around.
Benevolence,
I’m moved, the blessings abound,
Love of strangers and family through you we’ve found.

From holding on tight, we’ve learnt letting go.
From reading and reading ’til there’s nothing to know.
From keeping feet grounded we’ve learnt how to fly.
From trusting God’s wisdom we’ve learnt not to ask why.

He made you, He shaped you with the simple word Be.
He made you perfect, rare, unique,
I’m honoured, so honoured, He entrusted you to me.

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