At his brother’s funeral, this little kid is crying out loud, saying “Ismail, come back! Wake up so we can play together!”

Every night and every dawn
We cry
We pray
We hope

This picture has done it for me. It hit me like no other (and I’ve been broken over many)
I’m not gonna cry for those who passed away, for they are in a better place, with the most merciful and most generous. I cry for the innocent living, I pray for them to have the patience and strength to hold on, I ask of god to shower them with blessings and mercy. 

Pray for Gaza

وَلاَ تَحْسَبَنَّ الَّذِينَ قُتِلُواْ فِي سَبِيلِ اللّهِ أَمْوَاتاً بَلْ أَحْيَاء عِندَ رَبِّهِمْ يُرْزَقُونَ • فَرِحِينَ بِمَا آتَاهُمُ اللّهُ مِن فَضْلِهِ وَيَسْتَبْشِرُونَ بِالَّذِينَ لَمْ يَلْحَقُواْ بِهِم مِّنْ خَلْفِهِمْ أَلاَّ خَوْفٌ عَلَيْهِمْ وَلاَ هُمْ يَحْزَنُونَ

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"Some people come into our lives to light it up, giving it so much meaning whilst making us smile. They are sent by the Almighty so be thankful."

Mufti Ismail Menk (via beautifulsabr)


The three domes, top floor of Masjid-al-Haram, Makkah.

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