All the small things that we thought its nothing
We as humans, often take the small things for granted. Like when that little part of the hand exposed whenever the loose sleeves move about. No matter how small we thought it is, its still awrah. So many women in the Jahannam, when actually it’s the guys that have more responsibilities, maybe it’s the awrah that they thought was nothing. Wallahua’lam. Everything will be held accountable, even the small things. This, we always forget.
Or those times when we skipped saying ‘peace be upon him’ whenever Muhammad was mentioned. Where have our loves for him has gone? Where’s the respect? This man who cried out for us when he was dying. This man who cared so much for us, misses us, though we haven’t even met yet. This man who’s willing to do anything just to bring us closer to jannah. This man we’ve never met.
Or that habit of delaying the call of prayer. We say ‘its ok to pray later, at least I’m praying’. I hate to see me stuck to my laptop when the adhan finishes. I hate to see others stuck to their asses when the adhan finishes. Or sleep just minutes before the adhan. How fast do we react to phone calls compared to God’s calls? We thought its just a small thing, not much of a big deal. But maybe its these things we thought small and harmless that might be the ones that’ll brings us closer to the Jahannam. And even further away from Jannah.
I want to write some more but I’m soooo stuck right now. So I’ll just leave you with some awesome lyrics by Native Deen.
Ever been on a drive? Inside in your ride
And your looking through the glass, see a car on the side
The engine's broken and the car is smoking
And the dude is shaking cause the heat is baking
Or this cat's (guy) gotta flat, and the spare's all whack
No jack in the back, and no clue where he's at
There ain't no real rush, but you roll right by
Not even asking the guy if he needs a supply
He might be alright, and to pass ain't a sin
But within you feel bad the state that he's in
How hard would it been, just to ask “you ok”?
That might be the deed that you need to succeed
That might be the deed that will so please Allah
That your forgiven the sinning you did when you was living
It's a small little thing, that can cling and just ring
And will bring the blessing from Allah Who's the King
We pass on the deeds cause they seem all small
But it might be the deed that's the best of them all
Mad when see all the passes I took
On these small little deeds I just overlook
I just can't believe
Small little deeds that I overlook, can you see?
Little deeds that I overlook, and you read
I read about it in my holy book, it says
Small deeds never overlook
Picking up trash on the path in a flash
Taking glass from the grass, as you pass to your class
A smile goes a mile and is sure worthwhile
When a brother's hostile, and has been for awhile
Put a dollar every day in the sadaqah (charity)
It may be small but you do it for the baraka (blessing)
I know you're saving for the Polo and the Nautica
A poor student but you do it just to please Allah
Things like praying for an ailing brother, under the weather
Obeying yo your lovely mother, it's for the better
Stay and help your baby brother, put on a sweater
Even saying good to one another when you're together
Advice to another sister about a mister
Your wife always go and kiss her, tell her you miss her
At night do quiet dikhr (mentioning God), and pray the witr
Invite a guy who wants to bicker, to share a snicker
Grand plans expand in our small little hands
But we overlook demands that just seem like strands
We get jammed on exams, cause we skip the small things
Small baby deeds come, bring the blessings!
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