I dedicate this entry to everyone's future endeavors as I hope we all strive to stay on the straight path and repent when we stumble. I can hardly describe the love I have for everyone I know especially my family and my friends, but even more difficult to comprehend is my love for Allah.

I know, I know. A lot of you must be reading this thinking, wow, this girl talks so much about God and her religion. Nevertheless, God is the reason why I was born weak. He threw burdens over my shoulders to prove I loved Him more than I loved the content of this world. Sometimes these burdens were heavier than I could bear, and I would fall hopeless and angry at Him. Yet he always stood over me, guiding me out of my mistakes. When I was lonely and felt like no one would ever understand, He was there. Nevertheless, God was the reason. He will always be the reason. And the reason why I'll die strong. (insha'Allah, insha'Allah).




[excerpt from my one of my favorite nasheeds:
"'coz life is but a journey for us all
we cry, we laugh we run, sometimes we fall
but through it all always recall God never gives a burden too tall

When the darkness seeems so strong
and I can't go on
to the sky i raise my hands
making right what is so wrong
I find the strength to carry on
upto heaven where I belong" -Zain Bikha]

Peace.