I was facebooking when I suddenly heard a knock at the door. I knew who they were. I have been expecting their arrival, since 40 minutes ago. However, I also knew that Ja and Su were downstairs. I was caught with my computer and dissolve with it. After a while, I went down and greet our beloved guests. They are; Kak Azi (our usrah murabbi) and K.Tia. It was really chilly downstairs, so we went to my room for the usrah.
Kak Azi looked a little bit pale. I could see tiredness in her eyes. I did not look at Kak Tia, did not have the courage. I don't know why. We were listening intensely to Kak Azi's talk about life and its parts.
After some discussion and Q&A session. Kak Azi and K.Tia needed to rush back to Kak Tia house. I know, everyone was busy with assignment and that is what kak tia said. That she has assignment to do and they cant stay long. We bid our farewell and off they go. *be careful kakak2..thank you for everything* my heart whisper.
I made my way up to my room. reflecting back of what Kak Azi said about being matured.
_A little girl, a teacher, and a broken hairband_
girl: uuuu...uuu...
teacher: Why are you crying?
girl: My hairband is broken, my friends break them..sob..sob
teacher: never mind, I'll buy you a new one
girl: yay! okay!
next week, when the teacher came back to the school, the little girl was standing there infront of the gate. eager, waiting for her arrival with the hairband.
teacher: sorry, I forgot to bring your hairband
girl: its okay teacher, my mother was not angry anymore. I cried because I am afraid that my mom might get angry.
teacher: okay.. InsyaAllah, I'll bring it next week..
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The little girl, being as innocent as she is and is not yet exposed to the temptation and obstacles in the wide, big world, was really preoccupied with the hair band. she even cried for it and regard it as a big matter to her.
Put yourself in the little girl's shoes. Will you be sad if your hairband's broken. I will say no. why? because.. You have money and you can just buy thousands of other hairband. Its a small matter to you, as a grown up, isnt it?
putting things in order of priority..
As we grow up, we discover a lot of things and come in contact with our environment even more often. Our social circle expand and our responsibility get even bigger. A lot of things have to be taken into consideration. study, exam, friend, family, date, marriage, fun, fashion, etc,ect. All these "big deal" has sort of covering our gaze and we started to put small matters beside.
this is maturity, when you come to place thing in an accurate and appropriate order. Allah has given us time to grow, mature and learn. Even in Islam, one will not be convicted with his or her sins if they have not reach puberty yet which in Islam is termed as "baligh". In the period of learning, we have to adapt as many as knowledge as we can and practice the five pillar of Islam and Iman and try to embed them in our daily life.
Check and recheck our priority. If we still cry over small-small things and get really preoccupied with unimportant matters. We have not fully grown up yet.
it takes courage to ask what you want, courage does not mean the absence of fear, but it is the willingness to strive, despite one's fear
Islam has underlined the range of muslim priorities; we have to take care of our relationship with our creater, and InsyaAllah, Allah will take care of the rest.
in surah Al-Ahzab, Allah said: if you steadfast and help Allah's deen, Allah will help you and strengthen your position.
my point is just..
- lets reflect what have we prioritize in life?
- Have we been an effective muslims all these while? or are we so dissolve with this temporary life (reminder to me and everyone)
...sungguh, tak layak keSyurgaNya, tapi tak sanggup kenerakaNya...
irhamna ya Allah...
Anak Pertama
1 year ago


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