My Lord, often I banged my fists against the wall and wondered how You could stand back and watch me burn myself down to the ground. But, I understand now.
There was hikmah even in my self-destruction.
I’ll admit, it’s a bit of a slippery slope sometimes, and I don’t always know what I’m doing, but that’s the art of living I guess. You never know for sure what is a good or bad thing, you just do the best you can, roll with the punches, and hope that it is enough.
I’m not slating the technological advances we’ve experienced because Lord only knows that I’ve met some of the greatest people in my life through these means, but there comes a point where you start to lose sight of what’s right in front of you because of all the other lovely things there are to see in the world.
It is high time that we take the reigns and create for our communities exactly what we needed to find Allāh ﷻ, even in the depths of our sins. And that, is precisely what Ustādh Shabbir and Shaykh Hasib have managed to do. They've cultivated a space that isn't imposing, free of judgement, and does exactly what it says in its title - allows you to come to faith as you are.
I’ve received a lot of DMs on Instagram which I’ve been hesitant to answer because most of them go along the lines of praising the level of productivity and asking for tips on how they can also maximise on the time they have at home. For the most part, my default response has been a resounding “DON’T BELIEVE THE HYPE”.
When choosing favourite verses from the Qur'an, mine was a verse from Surah Takwir [81:26] and it goes like this: "So where are you going?" and that's it. It's as simple as that, and I think compared to a lot of the verses that I'd heard from my peers, this one seemed entirely basic. They had all chosen verses that spoke volumes about the of the grandiosity of God, His mercy, the amazing way in which the Earth was created, and the intricacies of this world.
So many conflicting things all at once, and yet, none of them at all. It seems more a cacophony of a degree of emotions rather than any one emotion itself and my dears, I think we’ll all agree the spare hours in a lifetime are too far and few in between to even begin to unpack and address these.
This journey to one’s own reality is never an easy one. It weighs down heavily upon your bones and if you aren’t prepared, it will threaten to break you. But, you are not made of glass, and you will not break.