Thanks, Noha, for bringing attention to this grave injustice, the work of this incredible man who is no longer with us, and for helping us to understand something important about the Muslim faith.
Horrors! I did not hear about this. Unacceptable injustice.
The death penalty alone is unjustified -- I write about this in a short story in my collection _The Woman Who Never Cooked_ --the story is entitled "Proof" and is layered with other things.
Beautiful Noha. When I read his statement I cried in sadness but also awe because he passed his test. He remained faithful. It’s the same for our brothers and sisters enduring oppression worldwide. They say Alhamdulillah because they know that’s all we really have in this life. I keep thinking about the saying, “die before your death.” We have so much fear and attachment. What does it mean to let go and really trust Allah? It may mean extreme hardship as we see on our phones but also the perplexing smiles and joys as our brother Marcellus Khalifah recognized.
I trust that Khaliifah's peace was brought to all of us at this time, nearing 1 year of recent slaughter. A guiding light of faith and surrender - to put down the anger and despair and TRUST. Thanks Noha for your clear and vulnerable explanation that will help many connect the dots that you and I understood the instant we saw that statement.
Jazakallah Khairan. This was such a beautiful post. It made me question my imaan. I don't believe in miracles. I've fallen short when I needed to give my best. And I don't trust Allah truthfully. I don't know whether I'm right or wrong. But I try to be steadfast in my prayers. I don't ask anything extra in my duas. When I do I'm afraid to ask anything. Because when I don't get it, I feel betrayed and helpless.
Don't trust things and it won't hurt you. Have no expectations and nothing will hurt you.
Oh Noha, I wish that I could reach out to you in more ways than the internet could provide. I feel as though we are wounds filled with salt saying Alhamdulillah until voices fade and our lips can no longer form the words.
Thanks, Noha, for bringing attention to this grave injustice, the work of this incredible man who is no longer with us, and for helping us to understand something important about the Muslim faith.
Horrors! I did not hear about this. Unacceptable injustice.
The death penalty alone is unjustified -- I write about this in a short story in my collection _The Woman Who Never Cooked_ --the story is entitled "Proof" and is layered with other things.
Thank you Noha for the wealth of faith, wisdom, and love.
Beautiful Noha. When I read his statement I cried in sadness but also awe because he passed his test. He remained faithful. It’s the same for our brothers and sisters enduring oppression worldwide. They say Alhamdulillah because they know that’s all we really have in this life. I keep thinking about the saying, “die before your death.” We have so much fear and attachment. What does it mean to let go and really trust Allah? It may mean extreme hardship as we see on our phones but also the perplexing smiles and joys as our brother Marcellus Khalifah recognized.
Thank you for all of this, every word, Noha ♥️♥️
I trust that Khaliifah's peace was brought to all of us at this time, nearing 1 year of recent slaughter. A guiding light of faith and surrender - to put down the anger and despair and TRUST. Thanks Noha for your clear and vulnerable explanation that will help many connect the dots that you and I understood the instant we saw that statement.
inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’oon
Jazakallah Khairan. This was such a beautiful post. It made me question my imaan. I don't believe in miracles. I've fallen short when I needed to give my best. And I don't trust Allah truthfully. I don't know whether I'm right or wrong. But I try to be steadfast in my prayers. I don't ask anything extra in my duas. When I do I'm afraid to ask anything. Because when I don't get it, I feel betrayed and helpless.
Don't trust things and it won't hurt you. Have no expectations and nothing will hurt you.
Oh Noha, I wish that I could reach out to you in more ways than the internet could provide. I feel as though we are wounds filled with salt saying Alhamdulillah until voices fade and our lips can no longer form the words.
That poem 😢🙏
Thank you, Noha for writing this, I only wish with all my heart you didn’t have to.