Eid Mubarak. I will admit that Eid Al Adha, always sneaks up on me. I don’t anticipate it in the same way as Eid Al Fitr. Like a lot of converts, I’m still trying to make my own Eid celebrations, because Alhamdulilah, it is a day of celebration, I want it to feel like a special day.
Eid Al Adha, of course, marks the end of Hajj. There is something so awesome about the Hajj. When I see photographs of it, my heart is filled with yearning. I want to go home to a place I have never been.
I know Hajj is a serious undertaking, an obligation, a test, but I long to be there. To stand where the Prophet, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him, stood. The atmosphere filled with angels.
Photographs of the Hajj allow us to see the Ummah, or at least a very broad cross section of it. I realise the wickness and futlilty of backbiting, a sin I am sadly guilty of. I know that by our faith, my brothers and sisters in Islam are closer to me than they are distant from me. Subhana Allah, how we cut each other down with our words and deeds, and for what reason? If we dislike someone, why do we publicly criticise instead of privately discussing or secretly praying for them? Remember that Allah swt knows this person’s deeds and reasons already, He swt, doesn’t need us to broadcast them to Him. I’ve read the most cruellest insults thrown about by Muslims towards each other, often in the name of piety or enjoining the good.
A simple test: when you write or say something, think which angel writes it down, is it the angel on the left or the angel on the right?
See the picture above, we are all travelling on the path together. If you don’t like the way your brother is walking, don’t insult his sandals, this might discourage him from the path altogether. Instead, show kindness to him and offer him a better pair of sandals. You might need new sandals yourself one day.
I write this as a reminder to myself, first and foremost. Ya Rabb, I need your help in this and everything else. Ameen.