A story to be shared...
A young man had been to a Wednesday Night Class of Quranic Studies. The Mualim had shared about listening to Allah & obeying Allah through intuition. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does Allah still speak to people thru intuition?"
After Lessons, he went out with some friends for coffee & pie, & they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how Allah had led them in different ways & that @ the end, you'll know it was Allah s.w.t Who has directed you.
It was about 10 o'clock when the young man started driving home.
A young man had been to a Wednesday Night Class of Quranic Studies. The Mualim had shared about listening to Allah & obeying Allah through intuition. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does Allah still speak to people thru intuition?"
After Lessons, he went out with some friends for coffee & pie, & they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how Allah had led them in different ways & that @ the end, you'll know it was Allah s.w.t Who has directed you.
It was about 10 o'clock when the young man started driving home.
It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "Allah... If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop & buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head & said out loud, "Allah is that you?"
He didn't get a reply & started on towards home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk came into his head.
"OK, Allah, in case that is you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped & purchased the gallon of milk & started off towards home.
As he passed 7th Street, he again felt the urge, "Turn Down that street."
This is crazy, he thought, & drove on past the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down 7th Street...
At the next intersection, he turned back & headed down 7th. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "OK, Allah, I will."
He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb & looked around. He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't of neighbourhoods either. The businesses were closed & most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.
Again, he sensed something, "Go & give the milk to the people in the house across the street."
The young man looked at the house. It was dark & it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door & then sat back in the car seat.
"Allah, this is insane. Those people are asleep & if I wake them up, they are going to be mad & I will look stupid." Again, he felt like he should go & give the milk.
Finally, he opened the door, "OK Allah s.w.t, if this is you, I will go to the door & give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, OK. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something, but if they don't answer right away, I am out if here."
He walked across the street & rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?"
Then, the door opened before the young man could get away. The man was standing there in his jeans & T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face & he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger on his doorstep. "What is it?"
The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, "Here, I brought this to you."
The man too the milk & rushed down the hallway. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk towards the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.
The man began speaking & half crying, "We were just praying. We had some big bills this month & we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying & asking Allah s.w.t to show me how to get some milk."
His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?"
The young man reached into his wallet & pulled out all the money he had on him & put it in the man's hand. He turned & walked back towards his car & the tears were streaming down his face.
He knew that Allah s.w.t still answers prayers.
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I've been to this stage of getting intuitions for so many times...
At first, I was as sceptical as the young man in this story... But the moment when I experienced it (first hand) that Allah actually answered, I was shocked, overjoyed & sad, all @ once... & just like the young man in this story, I cried too... Coz it was hard to believe...
I mean, I'm not someone who prays 5 times a day 24/7... I admit that I do miss my prayers... This hijab-covered me, I do have my flaws & everything... & to have Him answering to my "distress calls" is really a 1 true blessing that I can never erase from my memory & will be kept inside of me always...
Yes, I do miss my prayers but I always make an effort to pray as & when I have the chance to do so...
Speaking of which...
I know that there are people out there (sadly to say all these people are from the same race & religion as I am) who said this, "You think all hijab ladies are good? You think they pray 5 times a day? Some wear hijabs but they don't cover their dignity properly & might as well they go around naked without a hijab... They go around doing sins & don't even take their prayers seriously... bla bla bla..."
Well, I got something to say to you "people haters & critics"... This is just from MY OWN POINT OF VIEW & it's my blog, it's my thoughts, it's my say anyway...
The reason why I put on a hijab is becoz as a Muslim woman, we're command to do so & it takes years for me to decide on this... Putting on a hijab is not a matter of just wearing it "on & off", it's gonna be with me thru out my whole entire life... Read your Quran & your hadiths everything is clearly written... Well unless if you're someone whose illiterate or too ignorant to even bother reading la har...
Also about praying... I believe whatever deeds I do, it's between me & Allah... & Everything that I do, it's for the sake Allah as well... Like I said, yes, I do miss my prayers... But I always make an effort to pray whenever I had the chance... Compare it to NOT PRAYING at all... So you tell me, which is better?
Allah is The Most Forgiving & The Most Merciful & He's The All Knowing & to sum it all up for you people - Allah knows me better than you do... Eh HALO! I can't be going around telling everyone, "Eh! I've done my prayer already... Eh! I did my zikr also..."
Come on la people. Kindly open up your minds & eyes WIDE ENOUGH for you to see yourself & those related to you... You talk about hijab ladies & prayer to me? You talk about dignity, sins & flaunting ones body to me? So what about you or your sister or your mother or grandmother or your granddaughter or your daughter or your wife? Have you ever FOR ONCE look at them?
I pity you la har... Too busy criticising people around you... You have a pile of crap right in your own backyard & there's nothing that you can do about it? tsk tsk tsk...
Stop judging others... Look @ your own backyard... Indeed you have yourself to judge & also not forgetting your sister or your mother or your grandmother or your granddaughter or your daughter or your wife...
If hijab ladies are that bad & obnoxious like what you said & think, then what makes you?
Seriously, you're just waiting for "bad karma" to punch you right in your face...
