Your purpose

Make your purpose to strive for success
Paradise where you’ll rest
And make the Angels know your name
Prayer is the only thing separating a believer from a disbeliever
Fight the urge to fall in love with this worldly life
Because it will end for each and everyone of us
No one can escape it, so you tell me; what are we striving for?
Success and recognition from strangers?
Or the supreme goal with our Creator?
Faith can be the anchor to our core belief
But often invisible to the outside world
But I carry my faith on my head every single day
And I’m never going to do it for anybody else –

– than for the purpose of saving myself from this worldly life.

Elizabeth

To My Daughter

These words are for you

As long as I can remember I’ve wanted to meet you
I don’t ever want you to think you’re not meant to be
Because this was planned by the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful

Wondering who you’ll become
Thinking about our time together
Hoping I can live up to your expectations
Wishing we’ll never fight –
Knowing fully that there will be days
were I’m not going to be your favourite

I pray you’ll never feel restrained by our religion
And grow up to love Islam & Allah
Knowing what our goal is
Because I want to meet you again in Paradise

I hope I can be the one you look up to –
The one you can turn to
I’m going to try my best
but so scared I’ll disappoint you,
that I’ll disappoint myself
Scared of the world you’ll grow up in
Knowing I won’t be able to protect you

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Elizabeth

Don’t take advice from the fallen one

The deep, dark thoughts suddenly surface again.

And I wonder if it’s shaytan whispering in my ear repeatedly.

Or is this from my own self?

I feel bruised and beaten on the inside.

Why do I self destructed every good thing in my life?

But just know that Shaytan doesn’t attack the lost ones.

Their case is done.

He sits on the straight path to mislead the believers.

So don’t give up dear one.

The end is near and so is your reward, in sha Allah.

 

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Elizabeth

They were better together

She holds him tight at night
Hoping his soul won’t slip away

Wishing for an eternity
Praying they will last forever
Together till their last breath

Striving for success
Paradise where they’ll rest
Truly this is her deepest wish

Elizabeth

Sunday

Today has been a less productive day, but you’ve gotta have those sometimes too. I did manage to go for a longer walk this morning, which felt good but other than that I’ve only been laying around the house. Just what Sundays are for, don’t you think? Tomorrow is a new week and new opportunities can arise. I will probably start my day quite early and hopefully continue it with studying. Maybe I’ll allow myself a shopping break. But all of that can wait till morning comes. Right now I’m going to enjoy the peaceful surroundings. 

Elizabeth

This life is short

We didn’t choose this life, it was chosen for us. We don’t decided where we are born or who our parents are, it’s chosen for us. We don’t choose our time of death or how we die, it’s all chosen for us. But everything in between is our choice. What we believe in, what friends we want to have, what soundings we want to be in, where we want to live. We are given free will and therefor also the ability to choose as we please. But don’t think for a second we won’t be accountable for the choices we make. We forget the responsibility we get with this life but the truth is that we are held accountable for the choices we make.

We don’t know how long we have on this earth but still we act as if we’re given an eternity. 

Elizabeth