October 25, 2009

Steel Magnolias

As'salamu Alaikum

Magnolias...anyone south of the Mason Dixon line knows the delicate flower that I am speaking about. Or you simply may remember that hysterical movie with Julia Roberts, Dolly Parton, Sally Fields (well you get the point, smile) I am talking about strength.

The magnolia, while it looks very delicate is indeed quite strong. Which is how I view the Muslima. Individually we may appear fragile. But this is our modesty, in public we carry ourselves with a quite grace & elegance, not drawing attention to ourselves...or needing the approval of the dunya.

Subhan Allah when you gather several Muslimas together, you find our backgrounds and experience encompasses all genres. We are professionals; domestics; students; community leaders; wives and moms. Each sister needing and dependent upon the other for the unique gift only she maintains.

So you see, the beauty of our sisterhood is not based upon a degree or title. Instead it is our love of Islam and for one another that keeps us strong. This past week has been on of the most difficult and shocking of my life. I have felt like a magnolia in a storm...bending but Subhan Allah, only by the Mercy of Allah (swt) I did not succumb to the trials and whispers of Shaytan. Along with the endless hours talking with my dear sister (shukran & Jazak Allah ukhti)who shall remain nameless.

I am the only one in my family, who worships Allah (swt) alone. But, I am amongst billions who each day turn towards the direction of the Kaaba. The roots of our religion are firmly grounded. And our blossoms are the new Muslims each day that accept Islam as their religion.

I love my sisters, we may not always get along (smile)or even share the same beliefs. But then why should we? Islam does not mean an instant connection will be felt by all. However, at the end of the day it should allow for forgiveness. Each du'aa my sisters and brothers are mentioned, insha Allah. Tough or delicate my sisters we are flowers...we are "steel magnolias"