beauitfullybroken:

Religion.

I won’t lie, just like in your life, my life has turmoils that are better kept for the fictional movies you see in the theatre. But no, I have a front row seat to all the torment and torture. Just like you do. We all have our own struggles and every persons struggle is justified to their pain and hurt. Anyway the point of this post is that my mother’s faith in her religion in these times of despair never falters.

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I write most of my experiences from Hajj this year in a notebook in fear of the future that I may  not be able to recall them simply from my own mind. This was one of those moments in Makkah that will stay with me forever and the way it made me feel, I hope I can cling to it. Sometimes we drift so a far from our religion, we begin to lose faith that we really do become lost in a world in which it is actually very simple to find ourselves. Anyway.

It was after Asar prayer that we decided we would go and pray on the roof in the Haram Shareef, I loved praying in all parts of the Masjid and the roof was one of my favourite places. The roof, as it is the roof, you pray under the blue sky, but because you await for Magrhib and the sun to set, the sky becomes this gorgeous colour of red/pink and all you can do when you look at it is say SubhanAllah and in that moment you know only Allah swt can create something so beautiful. The adhaan had been called for maghrib and the iqammah had been said, so we were all ready, standing shoulder to shoulder ready to pray. The imam had begun to pray, however, his voice was very strained, so naturally while you are stood for the imam to continue it’s all running through our heads, why the delay in the recitation or why is he stalling. But as the imam began to recite the surah we all realised he was actually crying whilst reciting the surah. & in that moment, under that sky, under those lights, standing in unison with thousands of muslims that you realise how lucky you are to have been chosen by Allah swt to come and do Hajj. And not having your heart and soul in what you are praying is such a loss to your own self As the imam continued with his recitation he tried to complete his words, the strain in his voice was evident and you could hear the struggle for him to hold back his tears.

I can guarantee you that there wouldn’t have been one dry eye in that Masjid.One can only pray that when we do pray that we can be instilled with such passion and emotion for our religion and take from our daily prayers what they truly have to offer.

When I realised afterwards, the line in which he began to struggle with this words and that reduced him to words was within surat Al - Fataih -

May Allah swt well and truly guide us to the straight path and steer us from those paths which will lead us astray.

 Guide us to the straight path

اهدِنَــــا الصِّرَاطَ المُستَقِيمَ

(Source: beauitfullybroken)

You can pray anywhere.

You can make the time.

You just have to want to.

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