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Muslim Child
July 3, 2007 by contact.
By Sr. Kamila
Muslim Child, child of Peace, child of War,
from a far-off distant shore,
what do your black eyes see?
My eyes are not only black.
Sometimes they are blue as the sky
or green as a tropical sea
or brown as the trunk of a palm tree
and every shade in between.
My skin can be black as molasses
or as pink as the blush on a rose,
as golden as freshly made honey
or dark copper brown as a penny
and every shade in between.
I am the richest of the rich
and the poorest of the poor;
as famous as famous can be;
a general’s child, pampered and bored;
a soldier’s child, orphaned by war;
and every rank in between.
I come from many countries,
speaking many languages,
but with one set of beliefs.
I believe in God who sent
Muhammad, Noah, Abraham,
Moses and Jesus
and every messenger in between.
So then, Muslim Child, child of Peace,
what do your bright eyes see?
I see that we’re each a piece
in the puzzle of humanity.
I’ll try to understand you
if you try to understand me.
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One Big Family!
July 3, 2007 by contact.
By Sr. Kamila
Everyone walking on the face of the earth
come from one woman and man.
So why should we fight? We should be making peace
and doing all the good that we can.
One big family.
One big family.
Let’s live together in harmony.
We’re one big family.
Whether we’re from the north or south,
from the east or west or between,
we all know what love is about,
and it hurts when people are mean.
One big family.
One big family.
Let’s live together in harmony.
We’re one big family.
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Thank You Allah!
July 3, 2007 by contact.
By Rukhsana Khan
Thank You, Allah for the sun so bright That shines from up above.
Thank You, Allah, for my family,
Who taught me how to love.
Thank You, Allah, for the trees that give Fruit and wood and shade.
Thank You, Allah, for the good You put
In everything You made.
For the water falling down as rain From the cloudy sky;
For the moonbeams and the stars so bright
Shinning through the night.
For the mountains standing big and tall; The oceans deep and wide;
For the creatures that are both big and small
That run and swim and fly.
There’s so much to be thankful for; So much that words can’t say.
So thank You, Allah, for the many gifts
You give to me each day.
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Thoughts of a Muslim Soccer Player
June 30, 2007 by contact.
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Dear soccer players, The prophet peace be upon him said that the wisdom is sought after by the believer; wherever it is found, it is claimed. In other words, our life is full of lessons that can be of good benefit should we take the time to search. The thought of this article is a practical endeavor of the aforementioned wisdom.
The life span of a human being is usually between sixty or seventy years old, only a few live longer. This fact is mentioned in a prophetic statement when he(peace be upon him) said that the ages of my umma (the Muslim nation) is between 60 and 70 and only a few of them who reach 100.May Allah forgive my ignorance in translating the prophet’s words accurately. Let us consider someone who is thirty years old; according to the prophetic hadith, half of his or her life time is over and getting ready to start the second half. The analogy of the two halves of your lifespan is exactly that of the two halves of a soccer game. Both you and the player share a concern of whether the second half would be better than the first one. Both of you is trying to put more energy and focus to achieve your goal by the time the whistle blows. Both of you try to catch up for the bad performance you might have given in the first half. A believer who reads beyond lines must think of the whistle as the time the curtain of life is drawn. The whistle brings the second half; thus, the whole game to an end and so does death when it strikes. As soon as the referee blows the whistle, any goal is not counted no matter how you try and try. “That’s it time is up, you had the chance of two halves but you could not score. I was fair to you and gave you time as equal as every body else, yet you did not succeed”. The referee would tell you. My dear soccer player, would you please ponder with me upon this for a bit. It is a critical moment when you find out that all your chances of rectifying the mistakes in life are null. It is with no doubt the destruction of all hopes. Death sends no pre- warning; it just comes like the blink of an eye. The energy you put into the second half is the decisive element for your victory;
Therefore, nothing should distract you from achieving your goal. Let us go back to the soccer field for more lessons if we can find them. The player leaves the game with either a victory or a loss. In case of victory, joy will be endless because the performance shown during the game was as a result of putting forth the full effort. However, in case of loss, sorrow will encompass him. My question to you, what result do you prefer? Loss or victory? The sad feelings of loss might be relieved because the player will try to do better in the next game. But do you really have the chance for a second game/life. God the almighty says in the noble Quran: “every soul shall have a taste of death: and only on the Day of Judgment shall you be paid your full recompense. Only he who is saved far from the fire and admitted to the garden will have attained the object (of life): for the life of this world is but goods and chattels of deception”. Surah: AL’ Imran, verse 185. It is very clear from the above verse that none is escaping death; it is the gate to the everlasting life. Either one will cherish the rewards of good deeds in the worldly life or sink in a sea of remorse and ultimately face severe punishment. In conclusion, let me remind myself first and whoever reads these words that repentance is our hope and sole remedy to the disease of death forgetfulness. My dear reader let us all hand in hand work towards achieving the goal of repentance before it is too late. Let us all catch up and rectify before the whistle blows/death strikes.
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