I came across something tonight that made me pause longer than I thought I would.
It wasn’t loud or forceful… but it settled in my heart in a quiet, heavy way.
It spoke about sins the kinds we often hear about. The obvious ones. The ones people warn us about all the time. And for a moment, I found myself thinking… maybe I’m trying enough, maybe I’m doing okay. But then it shifted to something deeper.
Salah/Solat.
And suddenly, it felt personal.
A hadith came to mind, one that I’ve heard before but never really felt until now:
Because if I’m being honest with myself, my relationship with prayer hasn’t always been consistent. There are days I show up with presence, and there are days I delay… or rush it… telling myself I’ll do better later. But this reminder didn’t feel harsh. It felt honest.
Like something inside me gently saying, “This is more important than everything else you’ve been holding onto.”
It made me realise how easily I can be careful with so many things in life, yet become careless with the one thing that connects me directly to Allah. Salah isn’t just an obligation.
And maybe that’s what I’ve been forgetting. Not because I don’t care, but because I get distracted. Because life gets loud. Because I convince myself I have time. But what if this is the very thing keeping my heart from drifting too far? So tonight, I’m sitting with this feeling.
Not out of fear alone… but out of a quiet longing to come back properly. To rebuild something I didn’t realise I was slowly neglecting.
It’s something I need.
Have beautiful dreams, everyone. May Allah grant you rest, peace, and a heart that feels lighter by morning.
Love, Aishah Anwar.
MasyaAllah, it reminds me of the salah that Allah honored it by commanding it directly to Rasulullah, in a meeting beyond the heavens, rather than through Jibril, may Allah blessing you for this sharing Aamiin
ReplyDeleteThank you for the sharing Umar :)
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