Hearts of Gold

 ألا وإن في الجسد مضغة إذا صلحت صلح لها سائر الجسد، وإذا فسدت، فسد لها سائر الجسد، ألا وهي القلب

“Indeed, there is in the body a morsel of flesh,

if it is sound and wholesome,

then the whole body will be sound and wholesome

and if it is corrupt,

the whole body will be corrupt.

Indeed it is the heart.” (Sahih Bukhari)

heart of gold

They’re people who refine themselves.

They know that if their hearts do not bow in humility to Him now, then their bodies never will. The heart is the king while the body is an army of soldiers- it will obey the commands of it’s leader. If the king is power-driven, blood-thirsty and corrupt, the soldiers will be obliged to fulfill it’s nasty objectives. If the king is noble, lofty and just, the soldiers will be a witness to these objectives.

Faith thrives and breathes in those hearts while the bodies receive eccentric energy; persistent in worship; bowing, prostrating, holding back some and moving forward some.

They know that the sole purpose of their hearts is to know, love and obey Him. When dark clouds of doubt and desire creep in, they hasten to seek refuge with their only Refuge- Al Samad. 

There is an emptiness in their hearts- a deep, dark void that is so vast and barren that no one but He can encompass and satisfy it. 

There is a disease in their hearts- a destructive, gnawing illness that can never be healed and cured except through pure, unadulterated reliance on Him.

They are horrified by the thought of ignorance and heedlessness because it is to them the worst of punishments- they fear becoming the living dead. 

They’re like new pieces of mined gold that haven’t been purified yet, so they go through extreme high pressures and extreme high temperatures, gold dust swirling in the air around them; they’re finally purified from the excess metal. They emerge as bars of pure gold on display for the oblivious world to see. The oblivious world that can only gasp and gawk at it’s blinding beauty because they are conveniently unaware of the struggles it went through. 

Their hearts of gold don’t tarnish-yet the pressures and blows that have dented their surfaces serve as proud reminders of another achievement and accomplishment. Dents that are reminders to these war-torn survivors who silently celebrate their victories.

 ‎They’re people who, when bricks and rubble is thrown at them, they pick up the bricks and make a castle, no, they make a kingdom. A kingdom that is ruled by Divine laws. They measure all their actions against the yardstick of the Quran and Sunnah.

‎They’re people who still believe that Allah’s laws are all manifestations of His mercy and love for us and that he didn’t create us to torture us. ‎They’re people who love wholeheartedly and believe that the best things in life are intangible and abstract. They’re people who come out of Fitnah-ridden societies unscathed and untouched by Shaitan’s call and by the demon of desire. They hold on to His rope that keeps them moving forward, and no matter how much they stumble and slip on the cracks and pit holes of the Dunya, they pull themselves back up with a heave because the thought of Heaven is like a magnet-a force they can’t see but it pulls and tugs and calls and beckons.

‎They’re people who spend long, dark nights rubbing their foreheads on the ground in Sujood to Allah while the moon and the stars bear witness to their pain,suffering, sighs and complaints while they beseech the One who hears the whispers from a broken heart. They’re weary and tired, yearning for Him. They see His blessings pouring down on them from everywhere and they have a zeal and vigor to selflessly give something in return, something beautiful, just like their hearts.

They’re people who know the meaning of the word Dunya.  They feel like strangers, and they desperately search for reminders of their real home. Their real home in Jannah where there will be no fear, grief or regret. They long for it  and cannot stand the thought of being deprived from it.  

These people carry Islam like they would carry hot coals. ‎It hurts them and it’s painful but they do it for a higher objective. They’re the ones who have tasted the bitterness of desire and the sweetness of faith. ‎And they realize that its all a test, and they cherish every moment of it-the bitter and the sweet- because they do it for Him, and they seek comfort and solace from the Highest source of love and protection.

‎And when they’re in Jannah through Allah’s mercy; they will look back and be glad they did what they did. These are the ones who truly believe Allah’s promises, and know that He’s the only one who ever keeps His promises. They long for peace and tranquility and love and they know that they’re doing alright because the Dunya was meant to break hearts; and the words of Allah give balm to their burning hearts… until they meet Him.

يَا أَيُّهَا النَّاسُ قَدْ جَاءتْكُم مَّوْعِظَةٌ مِّن رَّبِّكُمْ وَشِفَاء لِّمَا فِي الصُّدُورِ وَهُدًى وَرَحْمَةٌ لِّلْمُؤْمِنِين

قُلْ بِفَضْلِ اللّهِ وَبِرَحْمَتِهِ فَبِذَلِكَ فَلْيَفْرَحُواْ هُوَ خَيْرٌ مِّمَّا يَجْمَعُونَ

 O mankind! There has come to you a good advice from your Lord (the Quran), and a healing for that which is in your hearts,

it is a guidance and a mercy  for the believers. 

Say: In the Bounty of Allah, and in His Mercy;therein let them rejoice.

That is better than the wealth that they amass.” (Surah Younis: 57,58)

-The Sahara Bloggers (Umm Saifullah)

-Come back next week for a more detailed discussion about the healthy heart


2 thoughts on “Hearts of Gold

  1. I really like these articles, but i would appreciate if u would focus on writing articles about things that are happening these days for e.g. haram relationships, watching movies, disrespecting parents and taking pictures.
    Thank you.
    Jazak Allah Khair.

    • Thank you for your suggestions! We will take them into consideration for future posts insha’Allah:)

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