Would that I knew – Shaykh Ash-Shinqitee

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The Goodly Life (Al Hayaat At-Tayyibah) – Shaykh Ash-Shinqitee

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The preparation for submission

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“One last bug and you’re almost done, keep pushing.” .. that’s what I was whispering to myself minutes before the time for salat-ul-jumah. I wanted to be there not even a second before the khutbah was scheduled. Anyways, I found a spot in the fourth row right behind the section dedicated for the elderly with chairs prearranged for their convenience.

La Tahzin, or don’t be sad, was the subject of the khutbah today .. but I wasn’t upset about anything, so the khateeb failed to grab my absolute attention, unfortunate was me. While scratching the carpet, I kept on wondering if the uncle sitting on the chair right in front of me really needs a chair.. he seemed all fit, the morning-jog type, no kidding!

So, moments after passing my judgement on him, I pushed in another victim in my stack of potential judge-able culprits. Surprisingly this time, right next to the healthy uncle is this white american “dude”! The most distinguishing feature about him – the sparkling earring. He was calm, and patiently listening to the khateeb. His body language was a true depiction of his infallible respect for everyone of us around him. I wasn’t the first to notice him.. uncles felt no fear to make an eye to eye contact, an expression of curious awe.

So anyways, “Smile is a Sadaqa”.. brought me back to attend to what was more important.

But honestly, nothing I mentioned by far is relevant to what encouraged me to share this experience. This brother (inshallah, soon-to-be Muslim if not one) did something really amazing that humbled me and triggered another serious iteration of introspection. We noticed that he didn’t stand up to pray with us, but I could see that he knew this upcoming activity to be a very sacred thingy. In fact, what he did while we were praying was even more inspirational and beautiful. He bowed his head to a max of 30 degrees when we went down for sujoods and rukooh, and he repeated it!

It was truly amazing to witness someone just beginning the preparation for submission to Allah, the Exalted. This person despite all the fitnah around him in a society where he probably grew up, decided to submit himself. This soul was ready for the eternal submission. It takes enough courage, and a lot of us born-muslims don’t realize it. And subhanallah, that’s when it hit me that I never had one such day. I never decided to submit, I was born in submission. Islam is one of the few things I took for granted.

There is no lesson to be extracted out of this post, enough of that. But I’ll post a warning here. In any of the non-muslim countries, we’ve an opportunity to give dawah. The way we walk, dress, talk, and behave is the least we can do. Don’t underestimate it and don’t assume that it’s optional – hence, a warning, wallahu’alam.

The Prophet Muhammad صلّى الله عليه و سلّم said, “How can I relax when the bearer of the Soor (horn/trumpet) has put the Soor to his lips and tilted his forehead, listening and waiting for the command to blow it?” The Muslims asked, “O Messenger of Allah! What should we say?” He (saws) said, “Say Allah is Sufficient for us and He is the best Disposer of affairs, we put our trust in Allah, our Lord.” – [Al-Tirmidhi]

The Prophet Muhammad صلّى الله عليه و سلّم said: “A servant of God will remain standing on the Day of Judgment until he is questioned about his (time on earth) and how he used it; about his knowledge and how he utilized it; about his wealth and from where he acquired it and in what (activities) he spent it; and about his body and how he used it.” – [Al-Tirmidhi, Hadith 148]