Making life happen · Motherhood

Diseased Muslim hearts

I remember reading seerah (biography of our Prophet) books as a child and imagining what life must have been like in the time of our beloved Prophet Muhammad (may Allah’s peace and blessings be upon him). I’ve always wondered what it was that had stolen that beauty of faith from our lives.

Sometimes I looked at education and felt that we were stuck in a black hole where real learning could never happen.

Sometimes it was simply the lack of understanding.

Sometimes the deep rooted selfishness.

Sometimes it was poverty.

Today it feels like our utter failure to move beyond pagan cultures.

Today it feels like a never ending cycle of psychological trauma that is passed down from generation to generation.

Our problems lie at the very basic root of society; in the family unit. Real physical and psychological abuse that transcends from the unit to extended family and branches out into every familial relationship that exists.

We learn so much about the obligations that we must follow once our pen begins to write but never learn how to purify or souls and cleanse them of diseases of the heart.

And our hearts are dying of disease. Maybe they’re already dead.

“O mankind!

There has come to you an instruction from your Lord,

a cure for whatever (disease) is in your hearts,

a guidance and a blessing for the true believers.”  [Yunus – 10:57]

Sometimes I feel like I have duct tape stuck on my lips. It’s a legacy of the disease that’s been passed down to my generation. Tearing it off is pretty painful.

Its not staying silent that is hard, its not being allowed the choice that hurts.


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