When will you believe?
When will you believe, I ask myself? When will you set aside your foolish games and get down to work for Him? When will you stand your nights in prayer, when will your heart contemplate, when will your supplications move you? I ask the question, but the desires remain, and so too my paltry faith remains. Within this empty shell I carry but a mustard seed of faith. Every morning I command myself to make this day the day of reform and faith, but every day I disobey, and every night again I weep tearlessly for another wasted day and the grave’s tireless approach. When will you believe? When will your fasting touch your heart? When will your prayers restrain you from your sins? I ask myself these words, but they pass and soon I have returned. So when will you believe?
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i hate that lack of discipline in myself… there’s no consistency. each day there’s a drive but it ends in nothing. and more despair. i was talking to a firend about this and she told me ti’s a gift from Allah SWT that atleast you realize what you do is wrong it’s a step ahead of the complete heedlessness you were in before now you can at least ask for forgiveness and now you know you need to change. so SubhanAllah despite everything He SWT continues to shower His Blessings…
— noted by Ayesha 4:05 am on 26th July, 2010 .