As the beautiful month of Ramadhan beckons again, it brings forth a sense of spirituality and longing to get closer to God. It's true for me at least. And at the most.
Whom else do I seek refuge but He? All Magnificent, All Hearing, and above all All Merciful.
The tidings that it brings gives me calm and a reassurance to having a brighter future for myself here and Heaven in the there after (Insyallah).
Brings me to tears thinking about the sins that I've committed, the wrongs that I have made.
This calls for only one thing. Repentance.
I've somewhat put aside my faith for awhile for my anguish of losing my mother. But when I think about it, if my late mother (God bless her soul) were to know about this, she would slap me senseless. LOL
But on a serious note, I'm so grateful for the people around me, for the love that I have and for the many blessings that He has given to me even when I have turned my back on Him. :(
One thing I can never forget is the trip to Pangkor. I cried in silence the moments after Pam handed me the earphones to her compact Ipod shuffle.
It was this song that made all that difference.
When you feel all alone in this world
And there’s nobody to count your tears
Just remember, no matter where you are
When you carrying a monster load
And you wonder how far you can go
With every step on that road that you take
No matter what, inside or out
There’s one thing of which there’s no doubt
And whatever lies in the heavens and the earth
Every star in this whole universe
When you find that special someone
Feel your whole life has barely begun
You can walk on the moon, shout it to everyone
When you gaze with love in your eyes
Catch a glimpse of paradise
And you see your child take the first breath of life
When you lose someone close to your heart
See your whole world fall apart
And you try to go on but it seems so hard
You see we all have a path to choose
Through the valleys and hills we go
With the ups and the downs, never fret never frown
Every grain of sand,
In every desert land, He knows.
Every shade of palm,
Every closed hand, He knows.
Every sparkling tear,
On every eyelash, He knows.
Every thought I have,
And every word I share, He knows.
I'm brought back to the melodious sounds of Zain Bhikha because it made such an impact to me. It is so beautiful and meaningful that it made me feel that Allah s.w.t was actually trying to say He's there for me.
That's when I knew I wasn't alone in the world.
And now I have so many things that I can be thankful for. Every time when I make the effort to pray (:P) my palms face the sky full of gratitude.
There is no other love besides His love.
WHAT I LIVE BY
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It's not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.