A NIGHT FOR THE UMMAH

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Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barkatuh. Well into the blessed month of ramadhan, may Allah shower His endless mercies on us all ameen.

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I used to think the word ummah refers to the muslim community only until recently a brother pointed out that the whole of mankind was the ummah initially.

As a theological concept, the ummah is supposed to transcend race, ethnicity, nationality and class. Moreover, it is believed that all of humanity was at one time ummah, a united group, until they fell into division and disobedience.

Thus, the mere fact that multiple religions exist is considered by some to be a sign of human sinfulness because it is a consequence of disobedience and selfishness.

“Mankind was but one ummah, but differed (later). Had it not been for a Word that went forth before from thy Lord, their differences would have been settled between them.” (10:19)

There are other places in the Qur’an where Allah speaks specifically about this ummah (meaning the ummah of Muhammad, upon whom be peace). Allah has given this Ummah a special, honored position to be inheritors of the earth, and with that position comes responsibility.

“If Allah so willed, He could make you all one Ummah: but He leaves straying whom He pleases, and He guides whom He pleases: but you shall certainly be called to account for all your actions”. (16:93) 

THE PROPHET’S LOVE FOR THE UMMAH

“(The Prophet peace and blessings be upon him) is greatly grieved at your loss and extremely anxious for your good. For the believers he is full of kindness and rahmah (mercy, love)”. (9:128)

The Prophet’s love was not limited just to the believers. Allah says in the Qur’an:

“We have not sent you (O Prophet Peace and blessings be upon Him) but as rahmah to all the worlds.” (21:107)

‘Abdullah ibn ‘Amr ibn al-’As relates that the Prophet  once recited the saying of Allah ‘azza wa jal regarding [the dua of] Ibrahim, “My Lord! They have misguided many of mankind. If anyone follows me, he is with me; but if anyone disobeys me, You are Ever-Forgiving, Most Merciful,” as well as the saying of ‘Isa ‘alaihis salaam, “If You punish them, they are Your slaves. If you forgive them, You are the Almighty, the All-Wise.” He then raised his hands and implored, “O Allah! My Ummah, my Ummah!” And he cried.

Allah ‘azza wa jal then said, “O Jibreel, go to Muhammad – and your Lord is most knowledgeable [regarding all this] – and ask him, ‘What causes you to weep?‘” So Jibreel ‘alaihis salaam came to him and asked him. The Messenger of Allah then informed him of what he had said – while he already was aware of that. Allah then said, “O Jibreel, go to Muhammad and tell him, ‘Indeed, We will please you regarding your Ummah, and We will not cause you to grieve.” (Sahih Muslim)

This hadith is in conformity with the saying of Allah ‘azza wa jal in surah Duha, “And soon will your Lord give you so that you shall be well pleased.”

On the day of Qiyamah, what is it that would please us? If we were to be saved from its unspeakable terror and be granted Jannah, that would be enough to make us fulfilled. We would not even think, let alone care for anything else.

Subhanallah the prophet’s SAW happiness and contentment lies not in him being granted safety, but rather in our salvation. His happiness is tied to ours. What would make him proud of us now is our unity and love for one another.

Such love would reflect in our prayers for each other knowing that our Nabi cared so much for us that our safety is his pleasure.

I found some heart touching pieces and would love to share. I however am not certain of the narrations, I put them here in good faith hoping to benefit anyone who reads. May Allah forgive me if I’m wrong and if anyone who reads it has contrary views upon its authenticity please let us know.

If you can recall the ta’if story, one will see evidence of his love. When he went there to preach islam, he was forced to leave the city humiliated, being stoned by street boys for 3 miles because the people wanted nothing to do with islam. He was running to save his life, and he didn’t even raise his hands in dua to destroy them.

He had fainted and even Utba, a great enemy of Islam, when seeing him in this condition, had tears in his eyes. His shoes had filled up with the blood dripping from his body. But when he awoke after fainting, he immediately raised his hands in supplication and prayed to Allah not to punish them because they didn’t know and to forgive them.

Even though the angels could have caused the mountains to crush the city in between and its people, the prophet SAW preferred not to have them destroyed because from their progeny might arise people who would be from his ummah, who would become muslim. Look at the conduct of our beloved prophet SAW. He neither cared for revenge, nor for himself. He only cared about his ummah.

He prayed:

“O Allah! I complain to You of my weakness, my scarcity of resources and the humiliation I have been subjected to by the people. O Most Merciful of those who are merciful. O Lord of the weak and my Lord too. To whom have you entrusted me? To a distant person who receives me with hostility? Or to an enemy to whom you have granted authority over my affair?

So long as You are not angry with me, I do not care. Your favor is of a more expansive relief to me. I seek refuge in the light of Your Face by which all darkness is dispelled and every affair of this world and the next is set right, lest Your anger or Your displeasure descends upon me. I desire Your pleasure and satisfaction until You are pleased.

There is no power and no might except by You.”

On the day of judgement, the prophet SAW will be brought a chair on the order of Allah, to sit on by the angels. The prophet SAW would be concerned about his ummah lest it takes him into Jannah and his ummah gets left behind.

He will put a hand on it, so that Allah’s commandment is fulfilled. His hand will be on the chair, his feet on the floor, and his eyes on his ummah. This is a day when every prophet will be asking for themselves, too afraid to ask for anyone else, when every mother will forget her child and care only for herself, when every friend will forget their friend and wives will not care for husbands, the prophet s.a.w will be one person who will be asking Allah to save his ummah.

May Allah give us such love for each other the way the prophet SAW loved us.

On his death bed while his soul was taken out he cried “O Allah, how great is this sakaratul maut. Give me all these pains, don’t give it to my people.’

The body of Rasulullah became cold, his feet and chest did not move anymore..

His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah.

‘Uushiikum bis shalati, wa maa malakat aimanuku – take care of the saalat and take care the weak people among you.’

‘Ummatii, ummatii, ummatii?’ – ‘My people, my people, my people.’

And the life of the noble man ended.

He had us in mind even as he died, sad to say we are forgetting each other even while we are alive.

POEM TITLE: A NIGHT FOR THE UMMAH

The beds feel cold
Hearing these news told
Spilling of the ummah’s blood
Our arms we cannot fold

Let us wipe out borders and maps
Disregard the communal marks
Islam unites skin shades and tribes
Together in faith we face the tests

Syria cries, Somalia dies
We already are in the end of times
O Allah we may be in despair
But in Your promise our hearts long to fare

Afghanistan bows, Palestine bows
In la ilaha illallah we muslims vow
A faith to stand the test of time
They may shake us now, but in time will be fine

What are we thinking, them being miles away?
Did not Islam teach us for all we can pray?
Let us fall down and hold on in prostration
If Allah wills this could be our restoration

Our homes far away in fading colors
On lands in drought, we need Allah’s favors
As they clutch on triggers, we hold on Allah’s words
Our jihad is not just in fighting with swords

They may be breaking our chain
This massacre is insane
But we are praying for bridges
They would pray too if only they know what the walk on sirat is

What are we doing sleeping while a part of us is dying?
Wake up dear ummah in our prayers there is healing
If we can’t stand with them, we can stand for them
To stand on that day as one, today we must stand firm

What about the muslims of Burma
News hitting us with such mental trauma
Ruthless killing, so much intense hate
Enemies forget qiyam is the sure date

Flags of green, white green in despair
O Lord our father land is drowning in tears
Surely the help from our Lord will soon suffice
Unified we will be on the day of disgrace

They may kill our brothers but we live by Al-Muhyit, The life giver
They may starve our sisters but we feed by Ar-Razzaq, The Provider
They may hurt our daughters but we heal by Al-Muhyi, The Restorer
They may imprison our sons but we are free by Al-Wakil, The Trustee

If they have the army, we have Al-Muntaqim, The Avenger
If they own the media, we have Al-Basir, The All seeing
The enemies may be many but we are one by Al- Ahad, The One
They fight us and we fight by Al-Azeez, The Mighty

Let our unity set our mishaps ablaze
Ya Allah help us walk through this daunting maze
Drop the blankets and let the mats face the qiblah
Wake up, sacrifice a night for the ummah.

For the sake of our dear prophet SAW let us pray for our unity.

GREATEST JIHAD

A’eesha BL

Assalamu alaikum wa rahmatullahi wa barkatuh. How do you reply someone that calls you a killer when you know very well you have not killed anyone.

The muslims of today have no doubt heard so much of this as regards the ruthless killings and crisis going on. At first I answered every question and whenever I did convince someone on the rulings and meaning of jihad I realise I needed to do more. To fight the war on the field I have to win my heart over so the actual determining battle is within me.

Our Prophet (S.A.W) said that Nafs is our greatest enemy. When Sahabas came back from physical Jihad the Prophet (S.A.W) advised them that now their greater Jihad is against their Nafs.

Along with our souls, Allah (SWT) has placed within us something called the ‘nafs’ or the ‘self’, which propels our evil passions, our relish for food and other sensual gratification. It also keeps us occupied with worldly indulgence and makes us slaves to our desires thus preventing us from following the orders of Allah (SWT).

Its is a selfish thing and if the nafs is not pure, the shaytan enters and pulls it towards his evil intentions and over time the soul becomes weaker and weaker and eventually starts receiving orders from shaytans directly.

Those who cannot fight against these passions and are unable to bring them under their control may find themselves the servants of nafs or evil passions and thus moving away from the righteous path.

“But as for he who feared the standing before his Lord and restrained the soul from (his) desire, then indeed, Paradise will be his refuge.” (79:40-41).

Taken from ‘Ihya ‘Ulum ad-Din’ (The Revival of the Religious Sciences): God has armed soldiers which He has placed in the hearts and the souls and others of His worlds, and none knows their true nature and actual number except He. He proceeds to explain that the limbs of the body, the five senses, will instinct and the emotive and intellective powers are among those soldiers. Know that the two soldiers of anger and sexual passion can be guided by the heart completely or on the other hand disobey and rebel against it completely, until they enslave it. Therein lies the death of the heart and the termination of its journey towards eternal happiness.

The heart has other soldiers: knowledge, wisdom and reflection whose help it seeks by right, for they are the Party of God against the other two who belong to the party of shaytan.

The thoughts that stir one’s desire are of two kinds: praiseworthy, and that is called “intuition”, and blameworthy, and that is called “whispering” (waswasa). The heart is owned mutually by a shaytan and an angel. The angel stands for a creature which God has created for the overflowing of benefit, the bestowing of knowledge, the unveiling of truth, the promise of reward, and the ordering of the good. The shaytan stands for a creature whose business is to be against all this. Whispering against intuition, shaytan against angel, success against disappointment.

The Prophet SAW said: “There is none among you in whom there is not a devil” They said: “Even in you, O Messenger of God?!” He said: “Even in me, but God helped me to overcome him and he has submitted to me, so he doesn’t order anything except good” (Muslim)

The mutual repelling of the soldiers of the angels and the devils is constant in the battle over the heart, until the heart is conquered by one of the two sides which sets up its nation and settles there. And most hearts have been seized by the soldiers of shaytan, who fill them with the whispers that call one to love this passing world and disregard the next.

The Prophet SAW said: “The struggler is the one who strives against his soul/self in obedience to God, the Mighty and Majestic” (Tirmidhi)

Sufyan al-Thawri said: “I never dealt with anything stronger against me than my own soul/self; it was one time with me, and one time against me”.

POEM TITLE: GREATEST JIHAD
I sat alone, dusk came slowly
The cold war is on
My blood I shed
The clouds were brown
I watched the sun set
My palm, I put on my chest
My eyes, I gazed at the sky blue
For You Allaah, for You I will.

The Adnan calls and something holds me
Every time it holds me
You see me walk to pray
But deep inside I am crawling
I pull up and stand
Push and prostrate
Thoughts distract me
I cast away
Focus and I must pray
Sigh at salaam, whisper Alhamdulillaah
Inside I am panting
The challenge keeps mounting
This is jihad speaking

O heart of mine
You love
You want
You lead me to lust
You are strong and I am just dust
Your wind blows me
I get up and you blow me
Pride and ego let them go
And together we both will grow
I turn humble but your pride lifts me
I push you down but you hold and pull me
I’m on the ground fighting
This is jihad speaking

My beast of pride
I must tame
I fear its growl
It leads me astray
I sit still
But its not at ease I am
Inside is a beast, outside is me
Its canines threaten to pierce my skin
Drowning in lust
Burning with desire
I must gasp and quench
To extinguish its fire
This is jihad speaking

My lips bleed when I slander
Back biting words I must not utter
The gossip came
My tongue dares to spread
The lies untold
At its tip they wait
I’m tempted to say
But on that day its my neck I would slay
This weapon I swallow wags within
I’d rather bleed and heal
Than feed on flesh of men
Ya Allaah forgive me for I have failed
This is jihad speaking

I am dressed
Yet under dressed
Its a shield I have broken
The pieces I have thrown
All over this jungle
Now I search to find them
On the road I walk on thorns and stones
My hijab I must pull over
But society adorns me
These colors, so much luring
I am tempted
But I fear Him
This is jihad speaking

Words like venom reach me
Awakens the anger within me
I look ahead calmly
But its roaring within me
My patience is weak
Fume curbs to unease me
I clutch my head in my hands
Look at my eyes as they turn red
I need humility to keep bowing
It fights me but I’m trying
In anger I should refrain
Let wudu kill its rage
This is jihad speaking

I’m fighting as I look still
My gun I hold to my head
My arrow shoots to my heart
I’m hunted in my hunting
Preying on the predator within me
My sword is stained with my blood
I’m hurting
And He is healing
But still they would accuse me
I tell them I am a fighter
If that makes me a killer
I would love to start within
This is jihad speaking

I sat alone, dusk came slowly
The cold war is on
My blood I shed
The clouds were brown
I watched the sun set
My palm, I put on my chest
My eyes, I gazed at the sky blue
For You Allaah, for You I will.

This is jihad speaking!