If I have chosen for my prayers the most beautiful place in my home, I should reserve for the Lord the most beautiful, the cleanest, the most intimate place in my heart. Allah speaks in the Quran of tijara (trade): if you do this I give you that. I need Allah. I need the grace of Allah. I need Allah’s help. But I ought not to trade with Allah, literally speaking. I should not deal with Allah on a give-and-take basis. I must see in Him a friend, a reliable and faithful friend forever. I do not hide anything from Him, He knows everything. I do not feign, He knows what's in my heart. If He deprives me of one thing or another, I speak to Him as politely as possible. I ask of Him what I want, I tell Him what I am suffering from. I show Him my tears that I would not show to anyone else. I tell Him the best words, the ones I would not tell anyone. I show Him how much I love Him, how honoured I am to have Him as God, as a protecting friend. I show Him that I love Him for what He is. I show Him how much I need Him, His Grace, His paradise, His Countenance. I show Him, with words and deeds, that I am nothing without Him. He will make me happy as I am, happy with what I do. He will make me feel no longer alone and lonely. He will make me happy. He will give me -if He will- more than I asked of Him. "Is the reward of goodness aught save goodness?" (55.60) If I soil my heart with a sin, I shed tears, I wet my eyes to clean it. I sweep my heart every day with the tasbeeh of my tongue. I make the place of Allah in my heart cleaner than my clothes, my food, my home. And I say: "Praise be to Allah, Who hath not taken unto Himself a son, and Who hath no partner in the Sovereignty, nor hath He any protecting friend through dependence. And magnify Him with all magnificence." (17.111)
Money can buy a beautiful car, a splendid home, the love of a woman with gorgeous eyes, but not the pleasure of Allah. And then, how much money will I need? Once inflation knocks on the door, money goes out the window.
Money can buy a beautiful car, a splendid home, the love of a woman with gorgeous eyes, but not the pleasure of Allah. And then, how much money will I need? Once inflation knocks on the door, money goes out the window.