I don’t know if I was ever really missed, but in the off chance I was, I have decided to come back.
In the past few weeks, there are several things I could have written about and it would be too much to say them all now. I have been busy lately but insha’Allah I will try to maintain this blog a bit more. Although it has been almost a year since my initiation and almost three years since I considered it, I am only starting to feel used to it. I feel like that toddler who is finally taking baby steps, but only to fall after a couple. But she gets back up and tries again. I am just starting to get the hang of it and I still trip. Hopefully in another year, I will be able to waddle with ease.
I think one thing I have been contemplating quite a bit is death. I do not mean this in a morbid way, but I have to admit I am curious. I have heard about several deaths lately (mostly young people) and along with the VT Shootings, I can not help to ponder.
Western culture usually associates death with sadness- and rightly so, but I have a different view. While I know I am not ready to meet my Creator and I admit I get scared, I am also very curious. We battle here on this earth left and right about the nature of existence and whether there is a God. But those who have passed, they know that secret. They know what we know not. That young innocent child who passed knows more about the world than the greatest of physicists. I find it absolutely fascinating!
I pictured myself passed, leaving the world, and meeting my Lord. Can you imagine it? Picture yourself standing in front of Him beholding His awesomeness. I do not really know my state with Him is, but I hope that I can earn His mercy, and if I do not earn it, that He will bless me with it anyway. What lies on the other side? The departed know.
Oh, God, please take me when I am most dearest to You.