”As salaamu alaykum, sis!” A cheery voice exclaimed as Sumayah walked in the brightly lit room.
”Walaykumus salaam,” replied Sumayah less enthusiastically, ”Erm, do I know you?”
”I don’t think so,” she smiled as she made her way towards Sumayah and extended a hand, ”What’s your name?”
Sumayah was confused, although this was the first time she attended an Islamic gathering like this, she felt intrigued and alienated. All the women here knew each other, she felt really out of place and wanted to tun back on her heel. Despite her inner turmoil Sumayah shook her hand, as it would have been rude not to. ”Sumayah, yours?”
”My name is Leyla,” she responded with a smile, ”I guess you’re a newbie, right?”
Sumayah smiled slightly, even though she was a little shaken by Leyla’s kindness, she could not help herself from mirroring her.
It was the month’s first Sister’s Social in the community and it wasn’t in a Masjid.
Sumayah’s mother dropped her off, regardless of her daughters excuses of exam revision and other commitments. Sumayah really wanted to stay at home, as she wanted to catch up with her friends on Facebook and discuss the latest T.V shows with her best friends.
”Yeah,” Sumayah shrugged, unsure to what she wanted.
”Cool! If you do need anything, Sumayah, I’m sitting right there,” Leyla pointed at a chair with a black messenger bag, ”you see that black bag?”
Sumayah just nodded and continued down the aisle to where Leyla pointed. Sumayah weighed her options, her mother would be back within the next few hours. The venue – thank God – was by the town centre, which meant Sumayah would be have some time to do some shopping. Her mother did not need to know.
However, Leyla seemed like an O.K person, and she would feel bad for leaving her bag there on it’s own.
Every year an event would happen, catering for the locals and those who travelled from different cities. There was usually a high turnout and no doubt this meant the Masjid would need volunteers – Sumayah did not enlist herself, however felt highly inclined to help out after she was helped by someone kindly.
And we know we need it, we need the help, we need to step up. Our hearts yearn for the pleasure of the One who created us. How many times are we faced with situations when we know we have done wrong, but what makes it worse is that someone we respect catches us in that act. There is nothing more surprising when you see someone you love grasp some knowledge of what you get up to.
It’s natural to fall, because us as humans will normally fall. Sometimes we will bleed, other times we will either fracture or break a bone. However, do we always remain on the ground? If that would have been the case, we would never have mastered walking. How many times do you young apprentices fall when attempting to walk?
So, if we keep on falling, we must get up – right?
I am Alima, presents the next BLOCKBUSTER lecture explaining how you can get up after falling. Once you fall, how do you get up?
For the answers to these questions, please join us at Walsall on Saturday the 28th of April for I keep on Falling.
Join a heart rendering evening by registering at www.iamAlima.org/register
We’re looking forward to seeing you, and supplying you with some medicine for your heart.
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