Assalamu aleikum dear readers and bloggers,
First, I want to thank my sister in Islam Papatia
Between Sisters, SVP! for nominating me for this award.
“The Blog-aholic Award is an award for bloggers addicted to blogging with creative, ingenious and inspiring posts. They mesmerize their followers with their posts, keep them captivated and riveted to their blog. The Blog-aholic Award is also for bloggers who share and inspire others” – The Recipe Hunter (Cook and Enjoy).
So here we go!
My Best Post:
My best post is The Different Types Of Patience
Three Facts About Me:
I have traveled a lot as a child young adult.
I organize my clothes by color.
I have super sensitive smelling and hearing.
I Nominate: (you don’t have to take part if you wish not to)
- Put the above award logo/image on your blog.
- List the rules.
- Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog (it can be to the post in which they nominated you or any other post or you can even link to their “About” page.)
- Mention the creator: (The Recipe Hunter (Cook and Enjoy)) of this award and please provide a link or pingback as I (Esmé of The Recipe Hunter (Cook and Enjoy) would love to meet you!
- Write a post to show your award.
- Share a link to your best post(s).
- Share 3 interesting and different facts about yourself.
- Nominate 5-10 fellow bloggers, or more if you wish.
- Comment on each blog and let them know you have nominated them and provide the link to the post you created.
Thank you for reading,
As salam Alikum Readers
Here are the rules :
1. How do you find time for blogging? When I can’t sleep I write
2. What is the best part about blogging? Expressing my thoughts
3. What did you gain from your blog? A place to express my emotions its a outlet
4. What do you wish to gain from your blog in future? Maybe I’ll turn it into a paperback book.
5. What marketing/promoting tips worked for you best? Still learning on this , use Facebook and twitter
6. Which are your favorite Islamic blogs? I have to choose? There are so many good blogs I can’t choose , sorry I read them all.
7. What have been your biggest achievements in the field of writing? Still waiting for that to happen
8. What is your aim in life? To raise well behaved happy Muslim children
9. What are your favorite Muslim magazines, publications and websites? Oh no not again! I read them all , I don’t choose favorites, I love reading .
10. Who are your favorite Muslim authors? I can’t choose , I will say that I’ll read any book once .
11. What is one advice you want to give to newbie bloggers? Keep going even when it doesn’t seem like you have a following.
11 random facts:
- I was born in a truck stop
- I moved a lot as a child and teen
- I use to live in a bus
- I’ve worked in farms and orchards
- I’m short
- I have dyslexia
- I didn’t have a tv gowning up
- I will read any book once
- I taught myself how to bake at 5 years old
- I went to culinary school
- I have lived in three different countries and 48 of the 50 united states
I am nominating the following 11 blogs
My 11 Questions are;
- How many countries have you lived in?
- How many states have you lived in?
- Do you like to cook?
- What are you afraid of?
- Do you read book?
- What was your very first job?
- How many sisters do you have?
- How many brothers do you have?
- Have you lost a loved one?
- Have you ever had surgery?
- Can you Crochet?
Go down stairs
Sit in chairs
Turn da lights out
Eat some sauerkraut
I see the Lunar
I eat some tuna
I take my old shoes off
And I start to really cough
I put them my shoes back on
And I dream of King Kong
I stopped writing
whisk me away for days.
I should have never stopped writing.
It is what gives me the strength to move on.
I put it aside and carried on.
I used to be scared that someone would find
what I wrote and read it.
So after a while of having a precious
writing I’d rip it up.
I was embarrassed about some of the ways
that I felt, Ashamed.
My paranoid feelings made me put down
My Pen and Pad.
So I stored my emotions in the back of
Rigorously they built up in my brain
until it was to late to realize.
I held in so much pain.
Only to have my conscience haunt me and
by not writing, delete me.
Let us find True Love
True love seeks sacrifice and I’ve given it all.
This, this is true love in its purest form.
I turn my face towards you now.
The Lord of my World and the Heavens above.
I am yours and yours, alone.
My prayer, my sacrifice is only for you.
My life and death are yours to take.
A promise I make.
To lay my life for you.
An oath that I worship.
No-one but you.
(Inspired by Dua of The Holy Prophet SAW to be read at Qurbani time)
“The sincere hearts and the pious supplications are soldiers which can never be defeated.”
There was a time in my youth,
When Islam was only a custom.
They said “say La IIaha IIIa Allah,..
And pray, you’ll go to Heaven.”
Ah, how simple, no struggle in this,
Just a word, and simple act.
Thereafter I’m absorbed in this world
With my ‘assured’ place in Paradise intact.
But this was not to be my fate
For ALLAH chose to guide my heart.
I learnt of a man who struggled so hard
When his mission was from the start.\
The story of someone who had morals,
Spoke gently, kindness he knew.
Never fearing to say what’s right,
His conviction in ISLAM was true.
The touch of his hand was as soft as silk
To comfort a crying child.
To mend his clothes, or do the chores,
Never complaining, he always smiled.
A living he made with his bare hands,
The same that held his mighty sword.
Va-lour shone from the edge of his blade,
His smell was always of musk,
And cleanliness he kept at his best.
Stark contrast with the heroes of today,
Who stink of beer and sweat.
He held the hands of his companions.
Unashamed to play with many children.
So modest, so humble, a perfect example,
That strangers could not recognize him.
His eyes slept little for nights were precious,
His prayers he treasured much greater.
To pray Tahajjud in the depths of night,
Seeking forgiveness, and nearness to his Creator.
He broke his tooth for me at Uhud,
And bled for me at Ta’if.
He cried for me, tears of concern,
Just so I could have this belief.
His enemies admired his teachings,
Uniting every religion, every clan.
Till ISLAM came to every corner of the world,
O, but indeed he was only a man.
To own a house, or build his wealth
Was not his main priority.
To establish ISLAM was more essential,
To bring us under a Higher Authority.
Don’t you want him to plea for your case,
When before ALLAH-The Judge-you stand?
Don’t you wish to be around his fountain,
A burning desire to drink from his hand?
So I love him more than all creation,
My Leader, my Humble Prophet.
Muhammad (SAWS) was a mercy to all mankind,
And to me, he is………………..
MY BELOVED !
Does Islam motivate you?
Does it inspire you?
Has your love for Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala given you all the encouragement and motivation you need to wake up before the sun rises to offer your salaat-ul-fajr?
Have the words of Allah subhanahu wa ta’ala in His book – Al-Qur’an – inspired you and moved you to such an extent that the deepest and filthiest parts of you begged for change, cried for self-improvement?
We fear Allah and we should, but where is our love for Him?
His mercy is greater than His wrath.
Our fear of His wrath keeps us on the right path, insha`Allah, but what about our love for Him?
His words should move you to the point of tears. His commands should dawn upon you with epiphany and satisfaction and endless contentment of everything you have been given and all that has been taken away from you in this life. His signs and miracles should constantly make you believe and remind you of His power and motivate you to remember Him and call upon Him – not only in your times of need, but in every moment of your life in which you should feel a sense of gratitude, and in every moment you breathe.
He is your Creator. He is your Provider. He is your Guide. He is your Forgiver. He is your Listener. He is your Guardian. He is your best friend, insha`Allah.
Your love for Him should be so great that a moment of forgetting Him makes you feel nauseous and anxious and desperate for Him – His signs, His book, His love, His reminders.
Let’s go back to the time when the recitation and tafseer of the qur’an brought pouring tears in our eyes. Let’s go back to the time when performing salaat took up most of our days because we understood that He is not in need of our salaah – it is us that is in need, it is us that is begging for forgiveness, guidance. When you ask someone to do something for you, you make the request sound as beautiful as possible. When we pray to Allah – in which every time we recite surah Al-Fatiha, we are asking for His guidance and help – why is it that we rush through it? What kind of a request is rushed?
YOU ARE STANDING BEFORE YOUR LORD, ASKING FOR HIS FORGIVENESS, ASKING FOR HIS GUIDANCE… And you’re merely mumbling words you’ve simply memorized at a young age and you rush through it. Nothing could be more embarrassing than performing salaat in front of your Lord and looking pathetically uninterested and unmotivated.
YOU NEED YOUR SALAAT. He does not. Perfect your salaat, be sincere, cry before Him; your sins should be more than enough to make you weep at the thought of asking for His forgiveness for them.
WHERE IS OUR EMOTION? Where is our love for Islam? For Allah? Where is our motivation, our inspiration??
Ya Allah, make us among the pious. Keep us close to You. Continue to guide us and, Al-Rahman, forgive us. Forgive us for every sin, every mistake. Ya Allah, forgive us, forgive us, forgive us. We sinned with our own hands that YOU blessed us with. We sinned with our own eyes that YOU blessed us with. We sinned with Your bounties, we sinned with Your blessings, we sinned with Your mercy. We abused Your blessings. Ya Allah, forgive us. Bring us closer to You. Ameen.
Enlighten what is Dark in Me,
Strengthen what is Weak in Me,
Mend what is Broken in Me,
Bind what is Bruised in Me,
Heal what is Sick in Me,
Straighten what is Crooked in Me
Revive whatever Peace and Love has Died in Me..!