Today I will be posting some reflections from al-Qur'anne. This is actually homework, b'leeve it er not.
The reflections are from Soorat el-Hashre and Soorat el-Mujaddalah.
So, let's get to the point. Enough of my weird spelling.
From el-Mujaddalah.....
Aayatas Sab'ah....
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| Have you not considered that
Allah knows what is in the heavens and what is on the earth?
There is in no private conversation three but that He is the
fourth of them, nor are there five but that He is the sixth
of them - and no less than that and no more except that He
is with them [in knowledge] wherever they are. Then He will
inform them of what they did, on the Day of Resurrection.
Indeed Allah is, of all things, Knowing. (Credit: quran.com) |
Basically, the summary of this ayah is this. If there are three people talking in secret, Allah is the third one 'in' the conversation. And if there are four people, He is the fifth. If there are five, He is the sixth. And so on. And Allah will tell you what you said in your conversation on the Day of Judgement. So be mindful of what you talk about in your conversation, ESPECIALLY YOU GIRLS. Girls talk so much, and oftentimes they run out of things to talk about, so they begin to talk about people. For example.......
ME: [snickers] Oh my God Mar, that was hilarious.
MAR: I know right?
ME: [looks around] Okay, NOW what do we talk about?
MAR: [looks around as well] I don't know... [sees AR] Oh you know what my brother did to me yesterday? He's so annoying! He jumped on my bed...
ALLAH is listening!!!
Dot dot dot. You see what I mean?
So if Mar and I were talking, and then we ran out of events to talk about, we would look around, see people, and then find something else, or rather someone, to talk about. And this would lead to backbiting or gossiping and rumors maybe, if me and Mar were bad kids. But we aren't elhamdulillaahe. So, Mar, if you are stalking me and you happen to read this, just remember that Allah can hear what we say, for verily...
INNALLAHA SAMEE'UN BASEER!!!
The next reflection is also from Soorat el-Mujaddalah........
Aayat'l Ashr
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| Private conversation is only from Shaytan that he may grieve those who have believed, but he will not harm them at all except by permission of Allah . And upon Allah let the believers rely. |
This ayah kind of ties back to Ayah 7.
From my discussion with Ummi, this is what I reflected.
This is a calming ayah. It reassures those being persecuted, oppressed, teased, bullied, etc. And how?
What the ayah said. "...but he will not harm them at all except by permission of Allah."
[I feel like one of the Teaching Textbook founders now. Those guys highlight EVERYTHING]
A simple summary of that ayah is....
Conspiracies aiming to embarrass/oppress/insult/do evil are inspired by Shayaateen. If you happen to be the target of some evil conspiracy, put your trust in Allah, and He will not let you be harmed.
"..And upon Allah let the believers rely."
So listen, Mar, and all them Muslim public-school going kids out there who happen to read this. And the Muslim adults who are working too. And the emotional and violent Muslim teenagers. And - oh, just all Muslims in the world, listen. I'm beginning to go off-tangent.
If you are being teased at school for your religion, the best you can do is IGNORE. I.G.N.O.R.E. If people are trying to bring you down, that means that YOU are higher in status than them. Ignore them and ask Allah to make them stop. The outcome will not be bad, inschyeaaa'Allah.
Oh, H and Dad came back from el-Masjidel Huda. They brought back GROCERIEESSSSS!!!
Dad called us chiefs.
You're going off-tangent, N!
Oh sorry!
(Not trying to offend anyone here, but...)
MOM: [talking to friends] You knoh, when N was a bebi, she was SO CHABI. Wan dei ai was holdeeng huhh, and I was rabing huhh chabi leg. Eet was sooo soft, and den I look down, and laaah! I realize I'm rabing huhh bom. AHAHAHAHAHAHA
{Translation: You know, when N was a baby, she was SO CHUBBY. One day I was holding her, and I was rubbing her chubby leg. It was so soft, and then I looked down, and ohh! I realized I was rubbing her butt. LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL}
N: [walks in the room and hears Mom's statement] (thinks) Mommmmmm!!
MOM'S AUDIENCE: [see me and grin awkwardly] (thinking) Hmm she's STILL fat now...
N: (thinks) Let her embarrass me, it will come back to her later anyway.
Note that this is not based on a true story, as most horror stories are. But anyway, see the point?
Now we is moving on to Soorat el-Hashre, aayah 10.
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| And [there is a share for] those who came after them, saying, "Our Lord, forgive us and our brothers who preceded us in faith and put not in our hearts [any] resentment toward those who have believed. Our Lord, indeed You are Kind and Merciful." |
Ummi said this is a du'a. There is a pattern in this
Praying for yourself, then your brethren, then asking for love towards your brethren.
You >> Brethren >> You and Brethren
It's like when you are threading a necklace with multi-colored assorted lame plastic pony beads, and your pattern is: pink, blue, then two purples.
Relating this to my own life....
I HATE ALL MY BRETHREN!!!
No, just kidding, brethren. Listen. When asking for forgiveness (typically), it is for yourself. This is what Ummi called 'unique.' While asking for forgiveness for yourself, you add your BRETHREN in the du'a. Then you ask for yourself to love your brethren.
i.e......
S: N, go clean the potty! It looks so disgusting and I won't use it until you clean it! I feel like barfing just talking about it! You guys are so unsanitary! I never dirty the potty. (and on and on and on)
N: [fumes] (thinks) I'm not your SLAVE, dummy! Seriously! Being in class for six hours four days a week is really making her spoiled. She expects us to make breakfast for her, tells me to bring water for her... (and on and on and on and on)
N: [cleans potty and washes hands] You can go pee now, S.
S: [goes] AAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! A cockroach! You guys are so unsanitary that COCKROACHES come to the bathroom! N! Get it out!
N: [asks for forgiveness for having grudge against her
Note that this was based on a true story.
That is all for today, my mushroom brethren.
N the Reflector
