It's funny who we want to turn to with our can of worms for a solution - to people just as helpless as us, not really bothered to add anything to their plate, a simple word of comfort, an 'mhm' and an 'aha' with an eye on a phone and a mind on a billion issues other than your own.
But this - this is the real deal. He goes, "You need anything? I'm right here, closer to you than your neck vein." A session with the One behind it all. What idiot would want to turn that down?
It's not so easy standing before You. This isn't like any chat where I can give a biased version and innocently leave out all the little crimes. But knowing of Your Mercy makes me shameless. Turn not away from me when I have turned my face towards You.
Hands to the ears - God is Great. Who can have tasted the sweetness of Your love, then wanted another in place of You?
Hands down - All praise is due to You. How can I ever achieve thanksgiving? For my thanking You requires thanksgiving. Whenever I say, 'To You belongs praise' it becomes thereby incumbent upon me to say, 'To You belongs praise'
Hands on knees, bowing down. Utmost Hope, Patron and Responder. To You is my humble pleading. Have Mercy upon your lowly slave of silent tongue and few good works. Shelter me under your shade.
I stand - God listens. Though my stores travelling to You are few, my confidence in You has kept me hopeful. Your blessings are abundant -my tongue is too weak to count them. Your favours are many - my understanding falls short of grasping them.
On the floor, forehead on the ground- the dust that I was made from, the dust to which I'll one day be bound. Will You show forbearance toward him who puts his face in the dust before You in lowliness? How should I have hope in other than You, when the good - all of it - is in Your hand? How should I expect from others, when Yours are the creation and the command?
It is overwhelmingly flattering that I'm allowed five appointments with You every single day. And Your undivided attention (in every sense of that word). There can be no greater therapy.
But this - this is the real deal. He goes, "You need anything? I'm right here, closer to you than your neck vein." A session with the One behind it all. What idiot would want to turn that down?
It's not so easy standing before You. This isn't like any chat where I can give a biased version and innocently leave out all the little crimes. But knowing of Your Mercy makes me shameless. Turn not away from me when I have turned my face towards You.
Hands to the ears - God is Great. Who can have tasted the sweetness of Your love, then wanted another in place of You?
Hands down - All praise is due to You. How can I ever achieve thanksgiving? For my thanking You requires thanksgiving. Whenever I say, 'To You belongs praise' it becomes thereby incumbent upon me to say, 'To You belongs praise'
Hands on knees, bowing down. Utmost Hope, Patron and Responder. To You is my humble pleading. Have Mercy upon your lowly slave of silent tongue and few good works. Shelter me under your shade.
I stand - God listens. Though my stores travelling to You are few, my confidence in You has kept me hopeful. Your blessings are abundant -my tongue is too weak to count them. Your favours are many - my understanding falls short of grasping them.
On the floor, forehead on the ground- the dust that I was made from, the dust to which I'll one day be bound. Will You show forbearance toward him who puts his face in the dust before You in lowliness? How should I have hope in other than You, when the good - all of it - is in Your hand? How should I expect from others, when Yours are the creation and the command?
It is overwhelmingly flattering that I'm allowed five appointments with You every single day. And Your undivided attention (in every sense of that word). There can be no greater therapy.
When my daughter left to go on her mission (she'll be gone a year and a half), I told her "remember you are NEVER EVER alone." That brings such comfort. Thank you for this post.
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So perfectly said, so incredibly true ♥ How blessed we are.
ReplyDeleteLove, love, LOVE this MashaAllah. Absolutely beautiful and very motivating. May Allah bless you sis. <3 :)
ReplyDeleteWell said Ghaddoora. I can't even begin to say how beautiful it is. I hope you don't mind me sharing it with the boys.
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DeleteThis is wonderful. And enlightening.
ReplyDeleteIt's always a bliss to read your work.
Truly, there can be no other therapy.
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Such beautiful words. This indeed is the greatest therapy!
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Beautiful words. And, I believe God will listen to us any time of the day or night.
ReplyDeleteHello Ghadeer. Powerful post, and I enjoyed reading your entry at the A to Z Challenge. Nice to meet you.
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ReplyDeleteThat was really profound. I will read it every time I feel low, and when I feel I have probably no one who understands me as well as He does. :)
Also, I hope you are participating in the A-Z Blog Challenge this April!I loved reading your posts last year and considering that's how we met I'm excited to know what you will come up with this year. I have decided to keep a lighthearted theme this year. Do check it out :) www.ak-ou-stik.blogspot.com :D
Good luck and lots of love,
Anju
How true... there is no greater therapy. Thanks for the post.
ReplyDeleteCould not have said it any better :)
ReplyDeletei like it. praying with presence of heart and mind - very hard to do.
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