The journey of my religious inclination started a couple of years back which was more confined to comprehending the reason of our beings in this world. But I discovered a new horizon of faith in Allah when I stood by my daughters’ side to fight with the evil disease.
It is natural to get carried away with the affliction of the moment. In the initial months, I had to strive really hard to maintain the balance of life between hospital and home. I was torn apart when the other two children were neglected. I couldn’t cope with the emotional turmoil and one fine night I sobbed on a prayer mat, complaining about my situation. Somehow I felt relieved. From that day, the practice of kneeling down before Allah became a routine. I started to find peace. Although this routine comforted me, my heart yearned for more. I began to pray in the last part of the night asking mercy, patience, and perseverance on a newly discovered faith. The magic of tahajjud illuminated my heart with tranquillity and peace. The faith grew stronger with the understanding of the fact that He is The Rahman and The Rahim and loves seventy times more than a mother. Meditation convinced me that I am the chosen one for the test, therefore instead of complaining, I sought guidance to succeed.
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