"The story of Hajar (Prophet Ibrahim's wife) offers the Muslim women the most marvellous example of deep faith in Allah and sincere trust in Him. The Prophet Ibrahim a.s. left her at the Ka'bah in Makkah, above the well of Zamzam, at a time when there were no people and no water in the place. Hajar had no one with her except her infant son Ismail. She asked Prophet Ibrahim, calmly and with no trace of panic: "Has Allah commanded you to do this, O'Ibrahim?" Prophet Ibrahim a.s. said, "Yes". Her response reflected her acceptance and optimism: "Then He is not going to abandon us." Reported by Bukhari in Kitaab al-Anbiya.
The best examples of a characteristics of a true Muslim women is mentioned a lot in the Quran and also in the Hadith. The story of Hajar tells us how the best remedy to overcome fear of something especially the future, is by putting a total trust in Allah.
Saturday, June 09, 2007
kaget
"Hurm...Hidup hanya kerana Allah. Sia-sia. idup tiada makna". Kata-kata itu terungkap oleh seseorang saat menonton perjuangan Osama Laden, Syed Qutb dan yang lain-lain. Hati tergamam. Pilu. Mungkin salah media menonjolkan dan menyebarkan fahaman Islam=terrorism. Mungkinkah patut disalahkan golongan t*****h di Malaysia yang sering dikenali oleh masyarakat kita sebagai golongan yang selalu mengabaikan keluarga kerana ingin keluar berdakwah?
Memperjuangkan Islam itu adalah wajib. Peperangan di Palestin adalah peperangan kita. Palestin itu tanahair kita. Sedangkan US yang jauh berbatu-batu dari negara tidak sah Israel itu rela menghulurkan bilion dollar. Apatah lagi kita yang bersaudara dengan mereka. Kenapa memandang mereka yang berkorban untuk agama, hidupnya sia-sia? Siapa lagi yang ingin buat kalau bukan mereka. Kita semua berselesa-selesa di sini. Mereka di sana menderita. Hilang ibu bapa, anak-anak. Sedangkan berpisah dengan keluarga yang insya-Allah kita akan bertemu mereka kembali pun sangat berat untuk ditanggung perasaan itu, apatah lagi anak-anak kecil yang meratap atas kehilangan ibubapa mereka. Letakkan diri kita di dalam kasut mereka.
Janganlah melihat dan menonton fiksyen, lalu menjadikan itu sebagai cara untuk kita menjalani kehidupan. Kadang-kadang fiksyen lebih berbentuk escapism daripada realiti sebenar. Jika kita melihat realiti melalui sirah Rasulullah ataupun keadaan semasa di Palestin, kita akan dapat menyaksikan kehidupan di dunia tidaklah mudah untuk orang-orang yang dijanjikan syurga oleh Allah. Apabila membandingkan keadaan dengan diri, sangat jauh rasanya syurga itu untuk digapai. Kerana kurangnya pengorbanan yang dilakukan buat agama ini.
Seseorang juga mengatakan.
"Akademi Fantasia itu bagus. Menonjolkan betapa susahnya untuk berjaya".
Saya enggan mengulas lanjut. Mereka makan garam dulu. Apa yang pasti mereka hanyalah mangsa keadaan. Mangsa pengaruh ideologi hedonism yang melampau. Menyalahkan sebelum menyatakan kebenaran bukanlah langkah yang tepat.
Cuma ini satu petanda banyaknya tanggungjawab saat melangkah ke tanahair tahun depan.
Keselesaan itu hanya dapat dikecapi setelah melangkahnya kita ke syurga nanti. Itulah fantasi idaman kita yang bakal menjadi realiti dengan kesungguhan kita. Hidup di dunia tidaklah lama. Paling lama pun 100 tahun. Sangat singkat dibandingkan akhirat yang infiniti.
"Sesungguhnya Allah membeli diri dan harta orang-orang yang beriman, bahawa untuk mereka itu syurga. Mereka berperang di jalan Allah, lalu mereka membunuh atau terbunuh, sebagai janji yang benar bagi Allah yang termaktub dalam Taurat, Injil dan Quran. Siapakah yang lebih menepati janjinya daripada Allah? Sebab itu bergembiralah kamu dengan penjualan yang kamu jual itu. Demikian itulah kemenangan yang besar." [9:111]
Mari berusaha para pendidik dan para penyampai sekalian!
p/s: Untung kita jadi bakal pendidik. Punya banyak peluang untuk meyampaikan kebenaran dan menerangkan apa yang paling penting daripada yang penting.
Peringatan buat diri sendiri. Semoga dapat juga menjadi peringatan juga buat yang lain.
Watch and listen to this attentively. A clip that surely will bring you to tears.
An Amazing Story
"The one book that I really remember was of people going for Hajj. I remember thinking how beautiful the women looked, even though this concept of covering up was completely foreign to me and seemed rather silly. I would go all the way downtown just to look at the pictures in this book. I didn't understand what this Hajj was, but the look of serenity that these women seemed to reflect was amazing."
" This halaqah became the foundation for my Islamic knowledge. Every week we met for a few hours. We always had work to present, books to read, notes to take, things to learn. We also had a lot of fun. This halaqah not only gave me the roots and confidence I needed, but it also developed a strong sense of sisterhood among us. They were truly my family. We stayed together for years, until I got married and moved away." - Aishah Cook
Saya tahu sudah banyak orang telah menonton ini. Untuk mereka yang belum. Ignorance is not a bliss.
Look into my eyes Tell me what you see You don't see a damn thing 'cause you can't relate to me You're blinded by our differences My life makes no sense to you I'm the persecuted one You're the red, white and blue Each day you wake in tranquility No fears to cross your eyes Each day I wake in gratitude Thanking God He let me rise You worry about your education And the bills you have to pay I worry about my vulnerable life And if I'll survive another day Your biggest fear is getting a ticket As you cruise your Cadillac My fear is that the tank that has just left Will turn around and come back Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes? Do you let the media deceive your mind? Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows? Has our world gone all blind? Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes? Do you let the media deceive your mind? Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows? Someone tell me ...Ooohh, let's not cry tonight I promise you one day it's through Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters See I've known terror for quite some time 57 years so cruel Terror breathes the air I breathe It's the checkpoint on my way to school Terror is the robbery of my land And the torture of my mother The imprisonment of my innocent father The bullet in my baby brother The bulldozers and the tanks The gases and the guns The bombs that fall outside my door All due to your funds You blame me for defending myself Against the ways of my enemies I'm terrorized in my own land (what) And I'm the terrorist? Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes? Do you let the media deceive your mind? Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows? Has our world gone all blind? Yet, do you know the truth of where your money goes? Do you let the media deceive your mind? Is this a truth nobody, nobody, nobody knows? Someone tell me ... Ooohh, let's not cry tonight, I promise you one day it's through Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters, Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters, American , do you realize that the taxes that you pay Feed the forces that traumatize my every living day So if I won't be here tomorrow It's written in my fate May the future bring a brighter day The end of our wait(pause) Ooohh, let's not cry tonight, I promise you one day it's through Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters, Ooohh, shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more Ohh my brothers, Ohh my sisters, [with kids]Ohh let's not cry tonight I promise you one day is through Ohh my brothers! Ohh my sisters! Ooh shine a light for every soul that ain't with us no more Ohh my brothers! Ohh my sisters!
