Do those words strike you?
Maybe they fill your heart with the fear of missed opportunity? Perhaps they surround your being with a viel of hope?
Personally, those words have different effects on me. Sometimes they ooze atop the surface of my heart like syrup oozes across the surface of a waffle; filling it's craters with the sweetness of fresh hope.
Sometimes they bite into my skin and tear away my repose like a lion would tear away the flesh of a gazelle.
I worry that this is the time where people are booking themselves the highest places in Jannah, and I am missing out. This is a time very similar to the time of the sahabah after all. There is no khalifah, the ummah is weak.
Does anyone else feel the same way? I don't want to be alone.
Maybe they fill your heart with the fear of missed opportunity? Perhaps they surround your being with a viel of hope?
Personally, those words have different effects on me. Sometimes they ooze atop the surface of my heart like syrup oozes across the surface of a waffle; filling it's craters with the sweetness of fresh hope.
Sometimes they bite into my skin and tear away my repose like a lion would tear away the flesh of a gazelle.
I worry that this is the time where people are booking themselves the highest places in Jannah, and I am missing out. This is a time very similar to the time of the sahabah after all. There is no khalifah, the ummah is weak.
Does anyone else feel the same way? I don't want to be alone.