But I keep walking,
despite the tears,
despite the wind,
despite the skinned knees and broken bones,
despite the bruises and scars that make this heart what it is today,
... ... I keep walking…
towards You.
There’s only one direction,
one direction:
towards You.
From You, to You.
I have nothing else.
Nothing.
That is my poverty.

Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Things Happens for a Purpose

We must realize that nothing happens without a purpose. Nothing. Not even broken hearts. Not even pain. That broken heart and that pain are lessons and signs for us. They are warnings that something is wrong. They are warnings that we need to make a change. Just like the pain of being burned is what warns us to remove our hand from the fire, emotional pain warns us that we need to make an internal change. That we need to detach. Pain is a form of forced detachment. Like the loved one who hurts you again and again and again, the more dunya hurts us, the more we inevitably detach from it. The more we inevitably stop loving it - Yasmine Mogahed
A piece of mind from my favourite Islamic writer...so clever and so insightful..yeah, a broken heart, a pain, hurting inside, is an urgent warning for us to make some changes in life. To stop loving dunya, people and material things so much, we need to experience pain, the more hurt we are, the more we'll realise how short life is, how fake, how the afterlife is so much better, so much vital to be prepared for when the time for us to do so become shorter each day.

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