between a slave and his Maker
do they know ya Rabb, that it was You Who made them?
that You defined the lengths of their lives, the senses they would have, the senses that would escape them?
are Your slaves aware, that You brought them forth into life at the height of their weakness and ignorance, growing them until they grasped more of knowledge and experience, bit by bit?
do they know, that it is You Who designed for them their miseries, their pulls, desires and whims and wills, forces internal and otherwise, that would encircle them for all their mortal lives?
oh Rabb, do your slaves know that the sole purpose some of them were made, is simply to be the reason, the means of trial and context for others being admitted into Your Garden?
do they know that You decreed their worth before they ever drew breath, with judgment and knowledge that utterly encapsulates everything they'll ever be and fathom?
have they understood, that You gave them life and choice and warning, the ability to choose and also be thrust unwilling into certain threads of circumstance, while they would be judged and dismissed by their brethren for what they never controlled in the first place?
would they know that all they are is Yours, that it is up to You to do with them as You please? that the meaning of slave and servant and created thing, is to ever be in need of one's Creator?
i beg You oh Rabb, tell me if they are aware...that it was You Who created the chief Deceiver? that the most cursed of all creation is simply a tool, a mechanism to sift through all the multitudes of humanity that have ever lived, helping to prove the case for which slave has chosen You, and which has not? do they know that iblees and the plans he makes are utterly baseless compared to those designs which You planned for Your creation since time immemorial? that it was You Who waylaid/ambushed iblees into showcasing his arrogance at the creation of Adam(as)?
oh Rabb, do they know that You guide only those of us whom You will to guide? and most important perhaps, do they know that You are the one whom misguides whomsoever You will? and none would there ever be to challenge Your decision in this?
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subhanAllah. the nature of servitude is intense, not for the faint of heart. if we thought life was difficult in its circumstances and repetition and absence, then pondering over these kinds of realities must be even more heavy.
truth is, submission is not for everyone. it "should be", but not every slave's nature is inclined to it, not every slave is meant to be what it should be.
that's another thought uneasy to swallow. ultimately and initially, the decision comes from Allah. but this is not a cause for sadness or hopelessness to me. because there is no escaping death, His reach would always find His slaves. knowing that i have long been encompassed, is honestly a comforting thought....because my Rabb is not my enemy. in truth He is my ally, has always been my support since all my days i can recall. in this space, in between all my posts of longing and reflections, i have tried over the years to recount something of what He's blessed me with. it is immense, impossible to count. and i wish and pray that it should ever remain so, that His shielding me from harsher tragedies and pains and difficulties, continues iA, ameen.
what i hope my beloved find here....is something similar to taste in their connection to their Rabb. He is no stranger, rather He is the King, and what makes His kingship unique is that He is the One most worthy of being so, of owning everything and ownership is His.
our hopes and desires and goals, require Him. we should not separate what we want, from Him. for He is both the Means to our goals and of Himself He is the Aim, eventually, as well. nothing worth finding could be found without His aid, and so, submission is the most basic ingredient of the path such travelers walk.
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