Don’t Know When

I’m not certain when the next time I’ll be able to blog will be.  Today is the last day of school.  I’m happy it’s summer.  I’ll miss a few good friends I’ve made here and I’ll miss my religion class where learning was fun.  I have learned a lot this semester and not all of it was from books or from my instructors.  I’m looking forward to the summer.  Inshallah in June I’m going to California to visit Auntie Maryam.  Aunt Maryam is my 1st cousins’ Aunt but I have adopted her as my own.  :-)  She told me to. heh.

In regards to what I posted on here yesterday… I know no one is perfect and everyone I think has something about them they’d like to change but it’s really difficult to. I know.  I just don’t understand why anyone would want that type of lifestyle… the “carefree” kind. They should care.  They’re not only hurting themselves but those around them.  Their families and their good friends.  It makes me very sad.  May Allah help us all. ameen.

~fi aman Allah.

***EDIT:  I just learned I’m getting 3 books in the mail alhamdulilah.  The Adventures of Ibn Battuta: A Muslim Traveler of the 14th Century, Three Early Sufi Texts, & Divine Governance of the Human Kingdom. Yay.  :)

Note: Whenever I get the time and am able I will post reviews of books I’m reading.  Inshallah. 

assuredly

 To those of you who left comments on what I posted last on here, thanks.  To answer your questions…yes that was my personal feelings I was writing about.  Do I still feel that way? I’m getting over it.  I know Allah is always here for me even if no human is.  Allah is the Reality and to the Reality I want to submit to.  I saw this in my email today .. it’s an ayah from the Qur’an:  “(God) the Most Gracious will bestow (His love and the love of fellow humans) on those who believe and work deeds of righteousness.”
The Holy Quran, 19:96

I also was reading the Quran the other day and I came across this ayah…something everyone needs to read:

“Know that the life of this world is only play and amusement, pomp and mutual boasting among you, and rivalry in respect of wealth and children.  (It is) like a rain (Ghayth), thereof the growth is pleasing to the tiller; afterwards it dries up and you see it turning yellow; then it becomes straw.  But in the Hereafter (there is) a severe torment, and (there is) forgiveness from Allah and (His) pleasure.  And the life of this world is only a deceiving enjoyment.” [57:20]

and

“Beautified for men is the love of things they covet; women, children, much of gold and silver (wealth), branded beautiful horses, cattle and well-tilled land.  This is the pleasure of the present world’s life; but Allah has the excellent return with Him.” (3:14)

I don’t want to get decieved by the world.  It’s only a deceiving enjoyment. We shouldn’t covet things. This world doesn’t last. Our focus should be pleasing Allah. We need to remember this.  I need to remember this.

Remembering yesteryears… …  Thank you Allah for making me, guiding me, helping me along.

tears

 

 

 No one sees the tears that I cry
The tears that no one sees

No one knows the pain that I feel
The pain that I feel no one knows

The sadness
The abandonment
The heartbreak

Yeah my heart aches

Sharp pains in my chest
Surely in Allah do hearts find rest

O Allah dry my tears
do away with my fears
relieve my pain

O Allah I beg you

The sadness
The abandonment
The heartbreak

How much more of this can I take?

Help me, O Allah, help me
Release me from this misery
I get down on my knees
and beg You, my Lord, please

 

Awaken

A Sad Awakening
by: Sharissa Leigh

          One Friday morning I awoke and felt very strange. I looked down at my hands and realized I was not in my own body. I was now in the body of a child. I got up off the floor mat made of leaves I was resting on and went outside. As I walked around I saw a village of mud huts. I wondered how I got in such a place and how I transformed into someone else’s body.          

           Over the course of the day, I had such horrible pains in my stomach. I was so hungry. My parents seemed to provide for me the best they could. I wondered why there wasn’t someone to rescue me. I wondered why the world looked away as I was slowly fading away. I began to understand how it was to live as such a child. Despite my lack of energy, I still managed to walk four miles back and forth to fetch a pail of water for my village.          

           The day was so hot I felt as though I was in an inferno. As beads of sweat rolled down my face I had to now make a fire, so I could cook the rice rations that had been distributed to the village. When the rice was done cooking – everyone in the village gathered for a communal dinner. Once it was my turn to eat there was only a few bites left. My stomach felt full on such a small amount of food.       

           As the day progressed, I became restless. I kept wondering how I woke up in such a place. Then, I realized that many people wake up in even worse conditions than I did. I became very sad and I cried. I cried because I now knew the pain that others feel. I was so underweight and weak – yet I still managed to have hope that everything was going to get better.         

           My parents did the best they could to provide for me – yet due to the war and the famine –our entire village still needed help. Where were the people of the world? There was no one there to help us. How sad I had become over the course of the day. The day was done –it was now time for me to sleep. I fell asleep; I awoke in my own body, in my own bed, and now realized that it had all been just one terrible nightmare. I now knew what I had to do –I had to do my best to help the people of the world. Waking up from it all –it was a very sad awakening, but one I needed indeed.

Looking up

Looking up at the stars in the sky

by: Sharissa Leigh

 

Looking up at the stars in the sky

Wondering why
Wondering why

Who am I
and how could I

Who are they
and how could they

Why this pain
why these tears

Looking up at the stars in the sky

Remembering why
remembering why

Who I am
and how I could

Who they are
and how they could

Know this pain
know these tears

Allah knows my fears

Looking up at the stars in the sky