In the name of Our Lord;
When I was in my teens I used to hate it when someone informs me of something that I knew was the truth.
I used to hate it, because I learned that God only judges me for words that I understood. For something that I comprehend. For words that I had acknowledged clearly.
I used to hate it, because I did not want to be informed. I did not want to be informed because I wanted to continue doing what I thought was fun with out having to feel guilty about it.
So I used to avoid people who give me advises that were inconvenient for me.
As I was ageing, some of the information stayed in my brain, and started to bother me. It bothered me because I only acknowledged the information, but I was not implementing them into my life, except of what is convenient for me.
So the storm started. One day I would implement the information that I knew, and another day I wouldn’t. And, I felt that I was addicted to my life style. I was addicted to my habits. Some of my habits were voluntary and others were involuntary. Some of my habits were responses that I thought of in my brain, and others were simply internal, and instant.
It was very confusing. It was very scary not to have control over this miraculous machine(my body)(my brain)
They told me not to worry about it. They said, when you get older you will understand.
But then I would see older people, who are still confused in life. I would see older people who are still doing things carelessly. I would see older people who still do not have control over their actions, and reactions.
It was only when I had learned that ageing has nothing to do with growing. It was only when I had learned that the circumstances in life are out of my control, but my own responses are what I can gain control over. My own responses, responding to different situations. Reacting toward any action, is what I really need to work on.
So, I put my own self under the microscope, by keeping track of the date, and time of my responses, and studying my own behavior. I mean I am the subject that I am trying to figure out, and I always have me with me. So that was in a way, convenient for me.
Then I realized that as a human, I was taught that everything should have a title, in order for me to recognize it. A Chair is called a chair, because when I hear the word chair, I can visualize a chair, and know that we are talking about a chair. You get the point!
Fine, but then when it was time to learn about God, I had a major issue.
You see, growing up with a family who teach you to pray, and teach you that you should love God more than anything else!
Growing up with a family who teach you that You should love God, more than your own Mother and father, then I had a major issue.
I had a major issue, because I am not the type of person who say I love God more than my Mother and Father, if I do not feel it in my heart.
I had a major issue, because even if all the powers of the world are trying to convince me to love someone that I do not love, I will refuse to love them, even if it cost me my life.
Perhaps, it is another habit. Perhaps it is a foundation of principles. I was willing to change my habits, but I refuse to change my principles. I am willing to change the habits that I am convinced that I need to change, but I am not willing to change habits that I am unconvinced that they need to change.
And, there are certain habits of mine that I am happy that I have. I feel that they are my essential elements. I will fight for those habits. I will even fight against my self to keep them. I love them, and they make me love my self. Appreciate my self. I appreciate my self, because I know what I feel, and I know how precious my heart is. And that only happened when I had met people who did not seem to have my heart. Who did not seem to have those essential principles that I live my entire life by.
And I thank God every day for making me, me. To the point that at times I feel arrogant, but I know that I am not, and I will not allow my self to convince myself that I am, because appreciating my self taught me how to connect with my self. With my inner self, to find comfort in my own body. To find comfort in my own skin.
And, it was only when I had appreciated having my body, my heart, my intuitions, my vision, and all of those beautiful tools that God had provided me with, that I was able to appreciate God, for giving me so much that he did not give others. For allowing me to view the gifts that He had given me, and appreciate Him for them.
I appreciate God for allowing me to be open-minded enough to acknowledge that the problem in my life, are not the circumstances, it is not the people, it is not those who hurt me. It is not those who do not like me. It is not that I am not lucky. It is not because I am not perfect. It is not because I sinned. It is not because I made mistakes. I am supposed to as a human to make mistakes. I am supposed to fail. I am supposed to hurt.
But the major problem in my life, were my own responses toward different situations. It was the way I reacted. Although I may have had the right to react, but in the end, it really is not about who is right and who is wrong. It is about my own responses. It is about being right, and forgiving. It is about having power, and not abusing it. It is about seeing this life as a privilege from God, and not a right that Is my right to have.
It is about acknowledging that I did not exist physically before my birth, nor will I exist physically after my death. It is about we are born, we die, and everything in between is simply our responses toward different situations.
It is about growing your mind. It is about adding an additional piece of beneficial information into your brain, consistently. A beneficial piece that you know will grow you. Re-frame you. Reshape you. Revise your outlook inward. Instead of trying to change people, change your self.
Know that you can not expect someone to come and save you. Know that no matter how much any person loves you, they simply have abilities, that they can’t give all of their love to you. Know that it is not a person with a deceased mother who is a true orphan, but a person who does not have a connection with God.
But, how can my brain know anything about God, if my brain was not designed to acknowledge Him in a way that my brain would define as “Realistic”. Well that was when I realized that to believe in the ultimate love, it doesn’t initiate in the brain. Rather it initiates inside the heart. You will feel the will to learn something. To know about something. To follow some one. To use your brain, your hands, your feet, and all of the tools you have to pursue this ultimate love!
And, as I started learning about God, I had realized that It was me who had neglected learning about God, because my brain interpreted Him as physical nothingness, but that does not degrade who He is. It only shows me that I do not have the ability to surround Him in my knowledge. It only shows me my own nothingness, and His greatness.
And as I was reading the noble Quran, I ran into a verse that while contemplating on, had explained everything to me.
” They have not appraised Allah with true appraisal, while the earth entirely will be [within] His grip on the Day of Resurrection, and the heavens will be folded in His right hand. Exalted is He and high above what they associate with Him.” 39:67
And to put that verse into implementation, if I truly mean it when I say “I trust Allah”, I would have to first learn how to Appraise or value Allah swt, and look at Him, while viewing His Greatness, and my own nothingness, and from there I started to gain humility before Him. Submission to Him.
Realize that He did not force me to submit to Him. Rather He had given me the right to reject Him. But it is only because He had allowed me to view how thankful I am to Him. How much gratitude I feel inside of my heart toward Him. How much He had given me with out expecting anything in return.
I had learned through His Majestic attributes how powerful He is. How High He is. How He has so much power that He can make me, and every one not exist in a blink of an eye. Yet, He does not “Forcefully” obligate me to worship Him. Rather He gives, and gives, and gives, and He is patient with me. I sin, and I sin, and I sin, and I am always asking Him for more. He gives me with out expecting anything in return. I do not appraise Him the way I should, and I beg Him for more.
I thank Him for not practicing “His fairness only” with me. I thank Him for not practicing “His Justice only” with me.
Rather, He uses all of His attributes of Mercy, and Beauty. He uses all of His attributes of Wisdom, and Knowledge, and Generosity!
And, now that I had acknowledged this information, I feel responsible to pursue the road of Knowledge, to learn more about Him, and to go into this passion of mine. This journey that is opening up so many doors for me. So many doors that I had not seen before, and once I walk through them, I view so many pearls that touch my heart. So many moments, irreplaceable.
And I pray to Him that He surrounds me with people He loves, and who Love Him.
I pray to Him that He surrounds me by those who will teach me, grow me. I pray to Him that He allows my heart to receive from them. I pray to Him that He chooses what is best for me and them, in regards to to this world and the next. And, to allow me, and them accept what He had chosen for us!
When Moses’s mother loved Moses, He commanded her to throw Him in the river.
When Abraham loved His son, He commanded Him to slaughter him
When Moses relied on His stick, He commanded Him to throw it.
Moses’s Mother, did not throw Him in the river, because She did not love Him.
Abraham did not intend to slaughter his son because He did not love Him.
Moses did not throw the stick, because He did not need it.
It was admitting defeat. It was admitting to Allah that You are Great, and we are nothing with out You.
All the Prophets admitted defeat., and obeyed, because their ultimate trust is in Allah
And now I will throw what I love, and need in the river, and admit full defeat. Ya Allah, I submit!