Love For The Muslims

Assalaamualaikum Warahmutallahi Wabarakatuh,

I know I have kind of slacked off updating this blog, but I had to do a few things that kept me busy.

Insha'Allah I will be updating more often.

The other day when I was thinking about Muslims dying, getting tortured, raped, and savagely beaten by the kuffar, I remembered the time where Asma was got very upset.

Subhana'Allah this story just motivates me and makes me realize how low and weak I am in Imaan. Asma at around 10 years of age had way more Imaan than I did...or atleast thats what it seemed like.

I remember watching a video of a Chechen fighter literally being slaugthered. The video was upclose with live sound. The kaffir had a knife and was slowly cutting the throat of the Muslim. You could hear and see the Muslim in pain and how he was choking on blood.

I came home and told my dad about that. My mother was there and so were my brother and Asma. Asma was on her bed downstairs playing and talking to us.

I had finished telling my father about the video and he was very sad and depressed. Asma had been quiet for the whole time I was telling the story.

All of a sudden, she started to weep really loud. She would crying so much, so loud. She felt so hurt and bad about the Muslim who was slaughtered. Subhana'Allah. :'(

Subhana'Allah look Asma loved Muslims so much. She hated the kuffar who did this. Allahu Akbar!

When I was 10, I didnt even know the difference. Asma stopped talking and hanging with the kuffar. She only spoke to Muslims. She loved the Muslims. She would do anything and everything for a fellow Muslim.

When she would hear about a Muslim in pain, she would lose sleep over it and keep thinking about it. Wallah she would do that.

One time we were at the hospital for Asma's appointment, the nurse told Asma to pick out a present. They all loved her. So Asma picked up a necklace (and I think earrings too). She told us she was going to give it to a Muslim girl who was also going through Osteosarcoma (type of cancer that Asma had). She said I know how it feels and I want to give it to her. Subhana'Allah look at that.

Asma loved presents and jewelry. Yet, she decided to give it to that girl instead of keeping it for herself. Subhana'Allah Asma never got to give it to her. Asma was really looking forward to meeting her, but for some reason the people didnt seem too eager to meet her. Allahu Alim. I could tell Asma felt so hurt. :( Asma thought it was because of her illness and her amputated leg.

Anyways, Asma put others before herself. She put Muslims before herself. If someone would do something for her, she would do the same in return, but more. She would take the extra step. Allahu Akbar!

Its such an honor to know that she was once my sister. I learned so much from her. Wallahi I did.

She had so much love for the Muslims. Allahu Akbar!

May Allah grant Asma the highest level in Jannah. Ameen
May Allah reunite us with Asma once again. Ameen
May Allah grant my parents and family shiffa and sabr. Ameen
May Allah grant shiffa and sabr to that girl and her family Asma got a gift for. Ameen

Assalaamualaikum Warahmutallahi Wabarakatuh.