Things worth crying for:
Letting a day (or days) pass by without reading the book of Allah.
Lack of presence in prayer.
Not yearning for Paradise.
Fear of hell-fire, and punishment of the grave.
Being distant from Allah and not doing anything to get closer to Him.
Not knowing whether Allah has accepted one’s deeds, or whether it has been corrupted by ostentation.
Not worshiping Allah as He deserves to be worshiped.
Thinking about the meeting with Allah.
“And the pains of childbirth drove her to the trunk of a palm tree. She said, Oh, I wish I had died before this and was in oblivion, forgotten. But he -Gabriel -called her from below her, Do not grieve; your Lord has provided beneath you a stream.And shake toward you the trunk of the palm tree; it will drop upon you ripe, fresh dates.
(Surah Mariam 19:23-25)
Shake , the word Shake yes Shake… Even though virgin Mary was going through hell and God could simply get the fresh dates to fall yet she is ordered to shake. It is like God is saying put some effort and I shall help you.
In my personal opinion miracles do exist. But you have to put some effort yourself and not just sit and believe everything’s going to be alright by simply doing nothing.
Sometimes I get a feeling of how blessed I really should feel. Sadly enough these feelings and thoughts only comes into mind when I see someone who’s less fortune than I am. I mean, I feel thankful for my sight when I say a person who’s lost their sight. I feel thankful for the fact that I can stand steady flawlessly with my two legs, when I see a person who has difficulty walking (or maybe doesn’t even have any legs!). I feel thankfulness towards my supportive family when I see a person whose parents aren’t supportive.
I have everything I need.
Everything and so much more.
More than I deserve.
After all of these blessings that Allah (swt) granted me with, without me even asking for them, I still somehow complain about life being hard.I complain about how tough my studies are. I complain about how much I hate doing the dishes and vacuum.. I complain about how hurt I am from other people, I complain about having anxiety and not being happy 24/7.
This is all so pointless. I am the master of my life, and these are all things that I can change. So what if I’m hurt? I can live with that. But what if I’d lose my both legs? Would I have the power to change that? If I wouldn’t have any sight; would I have the power to gain my sight back? If I wouldn’t have a family.. How in the world would I get a family who’d love me and call me at nights if I still hadn’t arrived home? You see, when someone calls you and asks you when you’re coming home; that is a countless blessing itself that you will never be able to understand until you have your own kids.
Now when I think about it this way, I feel so ashamed over myself. We are so ungrateful for the things that actually matter. We’re so hung up on the details that we’ve forgotten about the whole picture.
So what if someone hurt me So what if I don’t feel happy all the time.. I can live with that. But would I have the strength to carry on living in this world if I wouldn’t even have the sight to view the world with my eyes?
We take things for granted. We don’t know, and we will never know their value until we lose them.
“And He gives you all that you ask for. But if you count the favors of Allah, never will you be able to number them. Verily, man is given up to injustice and ingratitude.” [Quran 14:34]