Assalamu'alaikum wrb dear brothers and sisters..
Here's a poem I was inspired with last night..
"What is the truth when we think that our truth is the truth?
How can we even justify, when we are not qualified to clarify?
We base our opinion from our dense judgement but not from the Quran.
Are we all seriously embracing this stigma, please all we have to do is just iqra (Al-'Alaq: 1 - 5)."
If you were to read it.. it takes the persona of Brother Boonaa Mohammed 's style.
The only reason I think I was inspired is because of the anguish currently happening in the world. Anguish of the social networks. Anguish of the shared button being pressed too much. Our mind is so limited. Our knowledge of Islam is so limited. The smaller the scale, the smaller our brain.. haram becomes halal, as long as we're Muslim.
But define Muslim?
Muslim because our parents are Muslim?
So ask ourselves. Why do we pray? Is it for Allah? Or actually because we were taught to pray from when we were small? Why do wear the hijab? Is it for Allah? Or actually because we were asked to since we were small?
But my friend.. although if it was really because we were taught from small that we are Muslims.. and Islam is our religion. Don't you think that now.. it is time for you to explore what Islam really means to you?
Ask yourself, embrace Islam again whole-heartedly. Learn and read. Just like the first wahyu is "Iqra" which means read.
Islam has become a nationality just like we are proud of our country. Islam is nothing until suddenly hey Happy Muslims are out there and we are all like, "I'm a proud Muslim too yay."
There's so much I want to say too but I'm not a scholar.. I'm just this girl who was once lost and found Allah midway and still praying that Allah will continue to give her hidayah until her death with "La Ilaha IllAllah Muhammadur Rasulullah."
And until then..
