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The closest we can get to Allah in this Dunya is in Salah, particularly in prostration. We lower our knees and forehead to the earth, to the dirt the lowest of all elements. Not only does it instill humility in the depths of our souls but it also reminds us where we are from. We have been created from the earth, born in the wombs of our mothers, taking the journey of life and soon to taste death, returning us to the depths of the earth. Whereupon reality will become crystal clear…

































Do we put ourselves in denial of who we are and why we’re here, in this dunya? We blind ourselves and convince ourselves to hold on to this materialistic world. In we fall deeper and deeper in this dream. Trying to live every detail of this momentary life. Sins above sins are committed and still we induce ourselves that we’ll be all right. We leave the Sunnah because “it’s only a Sunnah”. It is only our words, and no more our actions. The way of life dissolves in front of our very eyes. It leaves us slowly and painfully, but we have numbed the body, mind and soul. No more do we feel, speak, hear or see, the truth, the way and the reality. Sincerity and steadfastness leaves us in our Ibadah, are we really worthy of Allah (swt)’s Mercy and Forgiveness? I sure hope we are, for my soul abates with the sins of everyday life.


I saw this pic just now...It's crazy for Canada, since we don't have our team at FIFA. But don't get me wrong, I'm still a big of a football (soccer fan). I just want the Stanley cup home (the Stanley cup and Tim Hortons are both embedded in our Canadian blood)
A storyteller informed the people, “Oh people, the Satan doesn’t eat the food and drink on which you have recited the name of Allah. So when you eat do not recite Bismillah, that way Satan will eat with you. Instead you should recite Bismillah when you drink water.” He assumed the failure of the Satan to share water with the person who recites Bismillah will cause the Satan to die of thirst.



















Yeah so, this new pony is a female, very shy and pregnant that means we can't ride her. She's expecting in October, I was told and I cannot imagine what my parents will do then.
My mum named her Princess and so we call her Amira. InshaAllah this Sunday I'll finally get to see her. I'm not excited at all, it's just a pony, but knowing that's she's pregnant makes me want to see her. Ah maybe it's a "female" thing. Now if my dad bought a horse, I'd be super excited and InshaAllah he will get one or two this summer, along with a donkey (donkeys supposedly keep the sheep safe from other wild animals).
Anyways, this post is out of no where so that makes it a random post and therefore it qualifies for being on this blog, which no one hardly reads (so all is good).
I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned on this blog that my parents have a farm, well now you all know. My parents own a slaughterhouse (no they don’t slaughter the ponies, donkeys, horses, cats and the 2 month-old guard dog)
The link is somewhere on the links section of my blog. It’s Sanabil Halal Meat Farm.

Hasan bin Ali (Radiallahu anhu) reported:
When I was taught from Shamaa'il Tirmidhi, honestly it was my favourite part of the class. We all (my class) just loved this Kitab. Every hadith we did, we fell more and more in love with Sayyidinah Rasulullah (s.a.w), SubhanAllah. Okay, so since it's Rabi` al-Awwal, I thought I should post some of my favourite ahadeeth from Shama'ile Tirmidhi. One at a time though...