Some people think that being strong is to never feel pain, in reality the strongest people are those who feel it, understand it, accept it and learn from it and are purified from it because pain is purification, only the purified enter into heaven.

-Shaykh Muhammad bin Yahya al-Ninowy

erfisperf:

Pray when it hurts. When you are so down on your luck and you want someone to turn to. Pray when you are happy. When you finally got all that you wanted and even more. Pray when you are lost and confused. When you have no idea what’s right or wrong. Pray to fill in the spaces, the gaps. Pray constantly and fervently in search of peace of mind and stability.  

Body is purified by water.
Ego by tears.
Intellect by knowledge
And soul is purified with love.

 Ali Ibn Abi Talib
Last night was the worst night by far. Around 1 am the bombing was so intense that we decided to huddle together as a family in the living room away from the windows. Then a huge blast, so powerful it felt like the building was going to collapse. We hear screaming from the floor above us. We rush to the door, there is a woman carrying her 3 children running downstairs, “they hit our apartment” she screamed repeatedly. Was this a roof knock? Was her apartment really hit? Myself and 2 more ran upstairs to see, all we can see is smoke in her apartment, the bedrooms where her children sleep have smashed walls, a missile has hit her home. We couldn’t take chances. With the cloths on our backs we all ran downstairs to the ground floor. Do we leave? Where do we go? There is no place to go. And if we make a run for it they will target us, they always target moving groups. We decided that the 23 families should stay on the ground floor near the stairs. The children were crying, so were their mothers, it was chaotic. Then an even bigger bomb, louder than the first, the whole building shook, rubble flying onto our building, windows and glass smashing everywhere. We took our shahada, we were convinced this is our last night, that we wouldn’t make it. The bombing was intense, everywhere, north, south, east, west, it was random, every minute non-stop, we were just waiting our turn, like cattle for slaughter. 4 hours passed, non-stop shelling, then we can hear them coming, by their sound, the F16 fighter jets have arrived. By the time we made that realization, an explosion so powerful dropped us to the ground, rubble and smoke flew in, then quickly another closer one, then a third one a little further. All we could see are huge fire balls in the sky, light almost turning around corners. Moments later, a funny smell, we ran for any wet cloth, water on shirt and over the face will do. Time has passed, it was quiet for an hour. Was it over? The sun is now up, and we were happy to see it. We knew the zionist don’t hit as hard in day light as they do at night, where the cameras can’t capture the full scale of the destruction. We decided to go back to the lower level apartments, we were tired, we huddled and slept close to the door when deep down we knew that just like there is no where safe in Gaza, no place in our house is safer than any other.
Every house was hit, every building, every mosque, they have no targets, they do not know what they are doing.
This isn’t a fictional story, this is how we spent last night. And if the zionist think that this will scare us into submission, they need to think again, we only submit to Allah, we will never give up, we live and die with dignity and honour.

Khalid Elmezaini, Gaza.
10 KIDS killed while playing in the park!!!

Israel just killed TEN KIDS playing in a park in Gaza. All these kids wanted was to enjoy their first day of Eid! Nothing can justify the killing of innocent children! Where is humanity?! How can the world keep silent? It’s a disgrace. It’s heartbreaking. Shame on humanity! Shame on all those doing nothing to save the innocents. #VIVA PALESTINE


islamiyet:

Kardeşler, mübarek olsun gecemiz ^_^ Bunu okuyan kardeşimiz bir salavat çeksin ve bir sonraki bunu görecek kardeşimize dua etsin ^_^ Ben başladım;)

Selective empathy; heartbreaking reality. </3