Guard Yourself

Surah Maarij, Ayahs 6 and 7

6: Verily, they see it [the torment] far off.
7: But We see it quite near.

We think the DoJ is going to be far off in the future and we'll be dead by then. But Allah only knows when it will come. It could be even tomorrow. So we have to make sure everything we do is a good deed, and do it with effort. Do the good deeds thoroughly. Basically we should be on our guard, as if a tornado was coming. We should be prepared if the tornado comes. Just like how we should be prepard for the DoJ. It's coming, so be ready.

BE ON YOUR GUARD!!

As Ummi said in response to my reflection, "You know how people have tornado drills and stuff like that. But there's never a Yaumul Qiyamah drill. Imagine if there was a Yaumul Qiyamah drill. Everyone would be too scared to wrong anyone else."

Allah looks at effort, not at amount. Who do you think would get his status raised by Allah, one who does a little number of deeds done with effort, or one who does many effortless deeds?

The former.

Just like a science fair. You choose the project that has been done with the most care, with no signs of lazily glazed glue or torn construction paper or ugly handwriting. Some people prefer looks to personalities and character. Like at a cake fair, or flower fair, or anything fair-y. But fairies don't exist, so never mind.

One time, in the year 2008, we thought we were going to die Muslims. Here's the story.

[credit goes to mom because she originally wrote it]

If you're a little too lazy to go click on that link and read the story in my Mom's words, then I shall write it here for you.

WE'LL DIE MUSLIMS

rewritten by N

Mother's Day turned out a gloomy one in 2008. The tornado alarm went off.

"But it's not Wednesday!" S said. [Tornado drill was usually on Wednesday at that time. Dunno if they still do it now.]

We turned on the TV and looked at the weather channel. The storm range was in our state, but not in our town. It was above us.

H suggested we take cover.

"No, we have to pray Dhuhr first," said Mom.

How exciting was that?! A tornado, coming our way!

H suggested we take our money with us if a tornado was to come and we had to hide and everything was destroyed.

Well, I didn't want to have my cat toys destroyed [because at that time they were my most prized possessions] so I got my pillow and all my cats and brought them to the little jacket closet under the stairs, what we called the 'office' because it used to be Ummi's old sewing office.

The tornado did not come. A little bittersweet moment for us kids.

H said that S had a good dream about a tornado. "Maybe that means we'll die Muslims!" he said.

Later at night S said, "Today was Mother's Day. Maybe Allah sent the tornado because He was angry at them."

"For what?" Ummi said.

"For celebrating Mother's Day."

Mom was rendered speechless at S's stttraiking words.

THE END

 

-ReflectorN-