In a very real and literal sense, we human beings, are also tools. We are artefacts, we are manufactured goods with a form and a function. We have an impact on our environment. We have the ability to do a great deal of good, or a great deal of evil.
Who has the most right to our hearts, to our love and respect? Who deserves most, to hear our words of kindness, and appreciation? Our parents, of course! A mother’s love for her child is a du’ah, an invocation for the wellbeing of her child…
Every time we prepare for Saláh, the first thing we do after we’ve taken wudhú is to face the Qiblah. Occasionally, we find ourselves in an unfamiliar place, then we have to calculate the direction of Qiblah…
In one of the shortest and most powerful Súras, we are reminded that our whole existence in this life, would be utterly wasted, futile, pointless, unless we have faith in Alláh, act righteously, and join with others in encouraging truthfulness, patience and perseverance.
Most of us will recognise the search for identity amongst our Muslim youth. When we observe a change in their mannerisms, their attitudes and values, we should, rightfully be concerned about the danger of them losing their Islamic identity in the cultural melting-pot of our multiethnic society.
Individuals committed to serving Islam, are like building bricks fused together to form a solid wall. Each individual, like a brick, must be strong and capable of withstanding the loads and stresses that it is called upon to bear.
Consciously or otherwise, we all seek knowledge, understanding and wisdom, throughout our lives. It is a natural human condition, to seek, to know, to understand, to be wise.
For a few precious days we participate in one of the greatest annual events in human history. We complete the rituals whose origins go way back beyond the time of Prophet Muhammad sws, to the time of Prophet Ibráhím alyhis salaam, and even further back to the time of Ádam, alayhis salaam…
