the small deeds, the small sins

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.

al-zalzalah

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!

oh i just LOVE typing

Ma'asalama