Ya Allah

All my praises are for Allah, my lord the one who is always there

He knows every sinful thought but his displeasure I can’t bear

I ask each day Ya Allah please don’t let me stray

I glorify him with word and deed and not only when I pray

My sins I carry as my luggage throughout my entire life

And although sinful I am, to please Allah is for which I strive

Each day I say Ya Allah forgive me and save me from hells fire

It is you I follow and worship Ya Allah you know I’m no liar

I seek protection in you Allah because as you know I am weak

I do not wish to falter for it is pleasure in Jannah I seek

Ya Allah I ask for your help because to stray is what I fear

So I read Qur’an and pray to remember you’re always near

Ya Allah guide all my actions and make my faith strong

Please help me to know what’s right so I won’t do wrong

Ya Allah our creator who made us all from clay

Ya Allah you are the one who can make sure we won’t stray

Like all humans I’m an imperfect creature and at times I will do wrong

While I follow the road to Jannah which is difficult and long

Ya Allah you know what’s in my heart and my words you hear

And no matter what I say or do my lord Allah is always here

So all my praises are for you Allah every day and night

I will do my best to follow your rules I will with all my might

Ya Allah thanks for guiding me and thanks for this lives test

I will work so hard to follow them so I know in Jannah I will rest   
~by a Sister in Islam

Happiness When Shared, Is Doubled

A great note for all, it will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking.

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation…

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.

Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band – he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.

-The origin of this note is unknown, but it brings good luck to everyone who passes it on.

The Woman With Strong Iman

A strong woman works out everyday to keep her body in shape,
But a woman with strong iman prostrates in prayer to keep her soul in shape…

A strong woman isn’t afraid of anything,
But a woman with strong iman shows courage in the midst of fear…

A strong woman won’t let anyone get the best of her,
But a woman with strong iman gives the best of herself to everyone…

A strong woman makes mistakes and avoids making the same in the future,
But a woman with strong iman realises life’s ‘mistakes’ can also be Allah’s blessings and capitalises on them…

A strong woman walks sure footedly…
But a woman with strong iman has sabr (patience) when she falls…

A strong woman wears the look of confidence on her face,
But a woman with strong iman wears grace…

A strong woman strives to look beautiful and perfect,
But a woman with strong iman knows that she can possess nothing more attractive than the adornment of faith and the beauty of taqwa…

A strong woman has faith knowing she is strong enough for the journey,
But a woman with strong iman has faith that it is in the journey that she will become strong…