This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.
The recitation of the Qur'an is the ultimate cure for all the maladies of this world.
From a recent class with Sheikh Abdilghani may Allah preserve him. He, like many of our shuyukh, uses this portion of Surat al-Israa, exclusively, for evaluations.
You never forget how someone supports or makes you feel during pregnancy, postpartum, miscarriage/childloss, loss of a parent/sibling, grief in general. It stays with you and changes the way you see that person for life.
JURY FAILS TO CONVICT MAJID!
'The state exhausted considerable resources trying to prosecute me based on emojis, duas (prayers), and posts online'
'I welcome the opportunity of a retrial because it means the evidence of what "israel" has done to Gaza the brutality the systematic destruction of an entire people will once again be placed before a jury of the British public' - @Majstar7
DROP THE RETRIAL.
FREE MAJID. FREE SPEECH. 🇵🇸🇬🇧
قالت الشيخة أم السعد -رحمها الله- عن نفسها:
"ستون عامًا من حفظ القرآن وقراءته ومراجعته؛ جعلتني لا أنسى فيه أي شيء، فأنا أتذكر كل آية وما تتشابه فيه مع غيرها، وكيفية قراءتها بكل القراءات، وأشعر أنني أحفظ القرآن كاسمي تمامًا؛ لا أتخيل أن أنسى منه حرفًا أو أُخطئ فيه".
📍 Al-Masjid an-Nabawi, Madinah
This gilded green door, marks the place behind where the house of Ali ibn Abi Talib (رضي الله عنه) and Fatimah az-Zahra (رضي الله عنها) — the beloved daughter of the Prophet ﷺ was located. It is on the eastern side of the Rawdah Mubarak (Sacred Chamber)
The house was gifted by Haritha ibn Nu'man (رضي الله عنه) after he learned that the Prophet ﷺ wished for his daughter to live close to him.
This home is believed to have witnessed the births of Hasan and Husayn (رَضِيَ اللهُ عَنْهُمَا) — the blessed grandsons of the Prophet ﷺ. It stood until 706–709 CE / 87–91 AH, when during the Umayyad expansion of the mosque under Caliph al-Walid I, it was absorbed into the masjid.
I don’t know if anyone will care about what I am saying, but the outside world must know exactly what is happening here… not later, but now.
What we are experiencing in Gaza has gone beyond the limits of human endurance. The camps have turned into a terrifying hotspot for the spread of diseases. With the beginning of summer and thousands of families crowded into extremely tight spaces next to garbage dumps, illness is spreading rapidly, as if it has become part of daily life. There is also an incomprehensible media silence regarding the scale of this growing health catastrophe, despite repeated warnings from medical teams and field workers.
Skin diseases, infections, and contagious illnesses are spreading widely, especially among children, in an environment that lacks the most basic conditions of hygiene or treatment. Rats are everywhere between the tents, insects are spreading heavily and causing continuous injuries, and there are no means of control such as poisons or pesticides. My nieces are part of this reality… their bodies are covered in painful bites that worsen every day without effective treatment.
The situation is collapsing with no real solutions. Medicines are scarce, disinfectants are almost nonexistent, and unsafe water is contributing directly to the spread of disease, while the healthcare system is beyond its capacity.
As of now, cases are estimated at around 160,000 people and still increasing, most of them children. This is not an exaggeration… it is a complete health collapse inside the camps.
حَفِظَ الإمام شعبة القرآن في ثلاثين سنة، كل يوم خمس آيات!
عاش بعدها أكثر من أربعين سنة؛ يختم القرآن في كل يوم وليلة مرة، حتى ختم فيها القرآن ثماني عشرة ألف ختمة!
Nobody is talking about this!!!!
Father Pierre was trying to help displaced people and families, last month, and was killed by Israel.
He stayed to serve his congregation, and other Lebanese displaced and impacted by the invasion. He lost his life because of it.
SubhanAllah, I’ve come to realize that one of the most therapeutic things for me is listening to the seerah of the Prophet ﷺ.
There is just so much to learn from his life. Every time I feel down, I try to read or listen to his seerah. Then I compare my worries with his struggles and challenges and that of the early muslims.
And SubhanAllah whatever is weighing on my heart begins to ease.
Alhamdulillah.
May Allah increase our love for the Prophet ﷺ and allow us to truly learn from his life.