The perfect path by Allah. You just need to find it. And pray that you find it.

I believe that there is always A Reason For Everything. That we are here for a bigger purpose. For a certain purpose. It’s Qada’ and Qadar. It’s the Circle of Life to some. These demonstrations of Power and Knowing All from Allah comes in simple ways and sometimes it comes by in a difficult scenario.

The Attire

Once, my mom gave me this beautiful green top from Indonesia, a colour that I may not choose for myself but willing to wear if its a gift from someone. Just a blouse waiting to match with a proper bottom and headscarf. It turns out that I already have the other 2 items randomly matched to other pieces of clothing in my wardrobe.I then realize that when this particular outfit was put together, it came out to be a perfect attire. Despite the scarf was something I bought a year ago and the pants, a choice I’ve had since my maternity days – when the time is right, these clothings served as the perfect choice for the blouse at that given moment.

While on its own with different dressing combinations, the headscarf may not appear outstanding. However with time and the correct moment, it changes its fate to become a must item for the new attire with the green top as they go so well with each other. So I trust that if now I feel useless, less successful as compared to my colleagues, with time I will blossom to the purpose I am meant to be. Until then, I should persevere, work hard , pray and trust Allah.

The Cesarean section

A pregnant lady had an immunocompromised condition. Under unclear circumstances, she was not the best high risk pregnant patient as she frequently defaulted appointments with her designated midwife . It comes to a point where she falsified some of her medical details in her antenatal book which unfortunately to the unknown, she appeared as another normal pregnant lady.

One day she went into early labor and went to the nearest clinic. The medical staff at this rural clinic had no idea she was a high risk patient and trusted the records completely on what was written in her book. They managed her accordingly and she was sent to the tertiary centre for further care. We have no idea what the intentions of this lady is but Allah was Kind and Most Merciful to the medical staff and also the baby. There was an indication for an emergency cesarean section and the baby came out safely.

It was only later that a close friend of hers disclosed to the nursing staff that she was immunocompromised which means medical staff needs to practice strict universal precaution on top implementing specific standard of care towards high risk patients. Of course investigations into the matter ensued but what intrigued me more was the fact that Allah knows best and that He made it possible to protect everyone including the newborn baby who was involved with the delivery.

Over Sea

My uncle who was stricken by renal cancer with metastases just passed away . He was in Sarawak. His brother, my father is 620 miles away in Selangor. If he had passed more than 3 years ago, I don’t think my parents would be able to fly back to Kuching and attend the funeral in such short notice.

However, they were able to do that today as they learnt the death of my uncle at 715PM and boarded the flight at 900PM using MAS Airlines. How was it possible? Because they had a son in law K, who works there, in MAS for the past 1 year . K’s story of how he ended there was not straight forward. Nor was the story of how he became my brother in law as he fought for his love (my sister) despite the many objections from both sides of the family. His life was full of trials and tribulations since he was very young. He is now stable and is serving well in MAS and to both of my parents. Because he works with MAS, he and his family were entitled to certain benefits and privileges. Amongst them, cheaper flight tickets.. and that was what my parents get to benefit from as well.

Allah has planned it so well to get the family to come together and love one another. Who would have thought that my brother in law would work with MAS one day as one of the ground staffs. But he did. For he worked hard. He prayed harder and asked from Allah good things. Best things in life. And the best plan of it all was that the timing of his death was on where the next day it is a public holiday. Hence my dad need not to worry about requesting leave from his superiors.

We need to sangka baik with Allah. For we know we are already given a head start to put one foot in heaven because we believe in HIM. We just need to prove that we are worth His Love and Trust, and that we could swing the other foot into heaven by doing good deeds in this life. Trust His plans. It is the most complete, the best path and personalized for each and everyone of us.

Superpower of Du’a

We can only do so much when it comes to dealing with human behaviour. It ain’t easy changing Obstinance to being Obedient or Compliant. It can be crippling to ones self-esteem or motivation when good intentions to help someone is misconstrued or simply ignored.

Which is precisely whats happening between me and one of my brothers. It is very hard to find a balance between being supportive but also careful not to ruffle any feathers. Men can be so sensitive. hahaha.

Because of this minor conflict, I begin to think about other people whose problems could be worse than mine. What if they’ve exhausted every single effort, grit and sweat to initiate a change greatly needed for the benefit of all? What else can they do?

many nights we pray, with no proof anyone could hear, in our hearts a hopeful song, we barely understood, now we are not afraid.. although we know there’s much to fear, we were moving mountains long, before we know we could..

There can be miracles when you believe

 

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hope for a miracle

…through prayers. through du’a.

I once went to a Quran TAgging workshop by AyeshaShahira and in our goodie file, we were each given this small , cute book that has Allah’s 99 names. I had thought to myself, ‘i know asmaul husna, why would they need to make a notebook out it’. 

Ayesha somehow made us understand more about the names of Allah. About curating our du’a. To be in Allah’s good books.

We should strive to learn all 99 names of ALLAH. InsyaAllah, it will please Him and make our wishes underneath the great big sky sound so so beautiful. Indeed, ask from Allah for help, to help you help others. In my case, it would be me asking from Allah to give guidance to my brother in the best way possible so he could become a better person. Maybe give him a life changing dream or something to get him a head start in life. Allah knows best, for He shapes our Qadak dan Qadar. .

Finally, I’m not sure if you realize it or not, but for a muslim to make du’a for someone else’s well being is one of the most rewarding thing you could do for yourself too.

“…the dua of a muslim for his brother (in Islam) in his absence is readily accepted, and an angel is appointed to his side, whenever he makes a beneficial dua for his brother the appointed angel says “Ameen and may you also be blessed with the same”

[Muslim]

Getting to know the companions of Muhammad – Mufti Ismail Menk

I stumbled upon Mufti Menks lectures on Youtube. I was scrolling through the videos from a favourite channel of mine, Free Quran Education when his videos were recommended to me. The first video I watched was a joke about a parrot. You should watch it.

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This CD was given to me a senior who I really adore. She is like a walking inspiration.She effortlessly carries herself as this all rounded muslimah who not only excels in her career but also in raising her family. To me, she gave a different meaning to how we choose to measure our success in Life and Hereafter. In a way, I can see how some people prioritize things differently from ours depending on what suits them – but if we have Allah in mind and as the ultimate purpose to please , InsyaAllah there is nothing to lose with the choice that we take.

I don’t know about other moms but as for me – I missed the time when I used to be able to attend study circles or just listen to a ceramah for the sake of just wanting to know more. These things were routine or part of the programme when you’re in a matriculation centre. But once you step out into university and later into the working world, it is up to you then… to find these Islamic classes.

Nowadays, I see women wanting to learn how to perfect their salah. And there are gatherings for that. Or learn tajwid in proper classes. There is always an avenue for women to learn from each other if we look hard enough. We may have a rebellious personality when we were younger but later on like most muslims at a certain time in their life – we just want to return to our fitrah. We want to learn religion so we could understand Allah plan.

 

And so we could answer our children’s questions when it comes to Islamic studies. he he he.

footnote : Mufti Menk in these lectures did say we could copy and distribute the CD to as many people as we like. May the person who initiated this project be granted pahala and should he/she dies – this effort will be a form of amal jariah to the individual.

Of ‘rezeki tak putus’

Mr Husband is my little ustaz. sometimes a random advice or observation would be dispensed whether I’m listening or not. Most of the time it bypasses my hearing capacity as I have chronic impacted ear wax. lol..

Recently, he went to the night market to buy dinner. He bought quite a few things and he was not happy with two items;

  1. 3 slices of lemang with lamb curry at RM 8.00
  2. bottled fresh flavoured milk 300ML for RM2.50/each

First, he said he bought them from the stalls out of ‘moral support’. There were not a lot of patrons at these respective stalls that he felt ‘sorry’ thus proceeded to ‘help them’. It was only then he understood why these items were not popular to the regulars.

The lemang tasted alright but the lamb curry was bland. The meat was tough. It was hard to consume without a thousand complaints come trailing after. Mr Husband was also disappointed that buying the curry was an option in the first place.

“apa jenis niaga jual lemang pastu tanya nak beli kuah skali ke tak ? ni bukan raya”

He felt cheated with the fresh milk as well for the pricing was considered ‘expensive’ for milk which was not ‘fresh’ to start with. I had to endure a 30 min speech on ‘rezeki tak putus’ afterwards.

“sebab tuh orang melayu niaga susah nak kaya.. sebab duit yang dapat tuh tak berkat. hati tuh tak ikhlas nak berniaga. jual sebab nak dapat fast money – bukan sebab nak ‘provide’.. bukan sebab nak memenuhi tuntutan fardhu kifayah. cuba kalau rezeki tuh berkat.. tuhan redha.. Allah bagi rezeki tak putus.. tak semestinya dengan harta kekayaan.. tapi boleh dgn peluang niaga yang lebih besar.. anak yang pandai.. yang dengar kata.. yang boleh doakan mak bapak.. yang boleh sambung keberkatan hidup.. masa untuk solat dan berdoa untuk meminta lagi.. itu namanya rezeki tak putus”

He included examples of self-praise of course but lets not go there..

Although I did not sell the lemang and milk, my ears were still burning from the mini tazkirah. I have to admit, what he says is true.. rezeki comes in all forms.. in my line of work. it might mean.. opportunities to study and learn new things, make new and useful friends, have good bosses and colleagues, patients that survived an emergency and live to see another day, even patients who die and leaves behind a legacy to remember. It could also mean an understanding husband and family in law, lovely children and a wonderful home. Or what I treasure most the barakah TIME I get to spend with my loved ones.

Will you be my rezeki yang tak putus?