Time is a funny thing. Instead of marching on in a measured pace, it seems to flow like a river. Quiet days pool together, languid with a sense of sameness, and events swirl and eddy, and time seems to pick up its pace.
Then there is the tumbling, dangerous rush of white water over rocks, and the heart-stopping terror of relentless inevitability as the water falls over the edge, and you know that no matter what you might do or wish, you cannot stop that flow from falling. All you can do is surrender to the experience and flow with it.
"Don’t judge me. You don’t know what’s in my heart".
"Don’t judge that person. You don’t know what’s in that person’s heart".
I actually find it baffling that people so quickly retort with these kind of statements whenever something they don’t like is said to them. Don’t you know how stupid this statement actually is?
Of course we don’t know what’s in your heart. No human being can know what’s in the hearts of others. We weren’t commanded to look into the hearts, nor were we given that capability. To look into the chests and see the innermost thoughts and desires and feelings of a person.
No. The condition of the hearts is something that is known only to Allaah azza wa jal. And it is something between the slave and his Lord alone.
During the lifetime of the Prophet صلى الله عليه و سلم, people were judged by Divine Revelation. Now that we are no longer in the era of Revelation, the affair of judging is based on what is apparent from an individual i.e. we judge you by the deeds you practice.
Your speech, your actions, those are what we see. And those are by what we judge. Is that not common sense? And if we see from your speech and actions that which is evil or contradictory to the deen, we will of course judge you in a negative light, even if you claim your intentions are good and your heart is pure.
Because we judge you by what we see. And Allaah is the reckoner of your hidden affairs.
I want to eat a fluffy chocolate cake layered with a gooey chocolate custard and crumbled with chocolate chip cookies and oozing chocolate ice-cream.
I want to. I really really want to.
That moment when you’re whipping cream to go along with your luscious dessert, and all of a sudden the cream goes from fluffy to grainy in a split second.
If Allaah gives you the things you want, WHILE you are being disobedient to Him; while you don’t pray, while you are heedless of Him, then it is something to be very very scared of.
A calamity, grief or hardship that makes you think of Allaah more and brings you closer to Him should be more beloved to you than a blessing, comfort or happiness that distances you from Him and makes you remember Him little.
In my months of browsing through dozens of Islamic blogs here, I’ve met, interacted with, and witnessed the conduct of many many Muslims, all of whom have one thing in common; a mutual desire to know the religion. Each one of them seem sincere in their devotion, and may Allaah keep them steadfast if it’s the truth.
But when it comes to character and conduct, it’s fascinating to see such varying shades. In the virtual world, it is the words that flow from our fingers that portray our character. It is the words we type on our laptops, tablets, phones and computers that gives people an impression of who and how we are.
There are many who claim to be upon the path of the Salaf. There are many who claim to love the Sunnah. There are many who claim to know the Sunnah. And there are even more who claim to implement the Sunnah.
Out of all of them, there is one thing. One thing I have noticed.
There is a unique characteristic that distinguishes the true people of the Sunnah from the rest. A subtle, but profound trait that speaks louder than anything.
A stillness. A deliberateness. An almost tangible quietness.
They don’t get hyper. They don’t get hasty. They don’t argue. They don’t get into ego clashes. They don’t get into topics beyond their level. They remain silent when others exhaust themselves.
But when they do speak, they speak with honor, they speak with truth, they speak with wisdom, they speak with humility, and most of all, they speak with knowledge.
Subhan Allaah, it really is beautiful. My only wish is that Allah subhanahu wa taaala’ grants me even a fraction of such a character.