Ibn al Beqaa
27.04.202516:16
بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيم
Among the most difficult things I’ve found these past months has been the transition from grief to action.
When the dust settles and the loved ones are laid to rest, you have no choice but to face your own self — who for months has not felt rest.
After their burial you find yourself standing there, alone, in a dark and vast world — with an internal void. All you could focus on was their life, their departure, and giving them the peace they deserve, whereas now that it has been settled, you’re lost.
Yes, the march must continue, and by God, it continues — but it is undeniable that the months have passed and they have taken a chunk of your soul with them.
The grief you have been running away from all of these weeks meets you at the end of the tunnel like a skeleton out of your closet that haunts you yet somehow feels familiar, like a friend.
In your darkest moments when the world still demanded the world of you, it was this harrowing grief that fueled you. It was this pain that pushed you to operate. It was through this throbbing of the soul that you managed to deliver.
You thought you were running from the “Stages of Grief”, but what if they passed right underneath you — unnoticed?
What if you actually savored every drop of the bitter nectar of your grief, because it was all you had left of your loved one?
Because it was all you had left of the part of your self that they took with them?
Now they have been laid to rest. Now they are truly gone. And now, that grief that you have been secretly cherishing and bathing in like the covering, nourishing warmth of the sun, has been yanked from over you like a blanket in the cold of the night.
The spark that was ignited in your heart, the weight you felt in your stomach, the fire which burned in your eyes … have they left too?
If so, now what do you have?
As much as my ego would like me to fabricate an answer, or parrot mystical words of intimate friends of God and rebrand them as my own — I simply do not know.
I do not know if I have healed, or if healing is even a possibility.
I do not know if I have moved through my grief, or if I have just simply buried it — far, too far to find.
Only time will tell.
In an unexpected juxtaposition, I feel myself to be the one who is dead, and those who have left us to be the ones who are alive.
Still, we move.
Once again, I stow away these emotions and thoughts. Far they fall, too far to find. They leave behind only echos, remnants of whispers, “There is no time to waste. The march must continue, by God, it continues…”
Among the most difficult things I’ve found these past months has been the transition from grief to action.
When the dust settles and the loved ones are laid to rest, you have no choice but to face your own self — who for months has not felt rest.
After their burial you find yourself standing there, alone, in a dark and vast world — with an internal void. All you could focus on was their life, their departure, and giving them the peace they deserve, whereas now that it has been settled, you’re lost.
Yes, the march must continue, and by God, it continues — but it is undeniable that the months have passed and they have taken a chunk of your soul with them.
The grief you have been running away from all of these weeks meets you at the end of the tunnel like a skeleton out of your closet that haunts you yet somehow feels familiar, like a friend.
In your darkest moments when the world still demanded the world of you, it was this harrowing grief that fueled you. It was this pain that pushed you to operate. It was through this throbbing of the soul that you managed to deliver.
You thought you were running from the “Stages of Grief”, but what if they passed right underneath you — unnoticed?
What if you actually savored every drop of the bitter nectar of your grief, because it was all you had left of your loved one?
Because it was all you had left of the part of your self that they took with them?
Now they have been laid to rest. Now they are truly gone. And now, that grief that you have been secretly cherishing and bathing in like the covering, nourishing warmth of the sun, has been yanked from over you like a blanket in the cold of the night.
The spark that was ignited in your heart, the weight you felt in your stomach, the fire which burned in your eyes … have they left too?
If so, now what do you have?
As much as my ego would like me to fabricate an answer, or parrot mystical words of intimate friends of God and rebrand them as my own — I simply do not know.
I do not know if I have healed, or if healing is even a possibility.
I do not know if I have moved through my grief, or if I have just simply buried it — far, too far to find.
Only time will tell.
In an unexpected juxtaposition, I feel myself to be the one who is dead, and those who have left us to be the ones who are alive.
Still, we move.
Once again, I stow away these emotions and thoughts. Far they fall, too far to find. They leave behind only echos, remnants of whispers, “There is no time to waste. The march must continue, by God, it continues…”
10.04.202502:19
Here is a website that makes boycotting “Israeli” products a bit easier. You can add it to your home-screen, and it provides alternatives to brands one should try to avoid.
disoccupied.com
No resource is perfect, but this one is the most helpful that I’ve seen. It not only lets you know whether or not the brand supports the genocidal entity, it also provides an explanation and source.
Of course as always, exercise your own due diligence and reason.
disoccupied.com
No resource is perfect, but this one is the most helpful that I’ve seen. It not only lets you know whether or not the brand supports the genocidal entity, it also provides an explanation and source.
Of course as always, exercise your own due diligence and reason.
23.03.202519:29
The Food of Paradise Is Tastier
The battle in Flita, Qalamoun, was harsh and difficult, and the number of Daesh takfiris exceeded the number of the Resistance fighters. But since the beginning of the Syria war, the smaller group had [always] prevailed. And this was not his first battle, as he had participated in the liberation of Tallet Mando, and on that day, they crossed a river of extreme cold. [Commander] Hajj Alaa’ Bosna carried some of the mujahideen on his back to help them cross, and Muhammad was deeply moved by this great act.
The battle began. Muhammad was brave and daring, he did not tire, and his enthusiasm did not fade for a moment. And when his commander asked him to return, he refused and planted his feet in the ground. The battle dragged on, and the ammunition started to run out. The takfiris fought savagely, so a withdrawal line had to be established, and safe cover was necessary.
Muhammad stood, ransoming his comrades with himself, and opened fire toward the enemies while the comrades crossed safely to the sound of his bullets. The night before, he had told his commander, “The food of paradise is tastier than what I cook.” And when he turned on the device to send his last coordinates, he reminded him, saying, “Did I not tell you, Hajj, that the food of paradise is tastier?”
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
The battle in Flita, Qalamoun, was harsh and difficult, and the number of Daesh takfiris exceeded the number of the Resistance fighters. But since the beginning of the Syria war, the smaller group had [always] prevailed. And this was not his first battle, as he had participated in the liberation of Tallet Mando, and on that day, they crossed a river of extreme cold. [Commander] Hajj Alaa’ Bosna carried some of the mujahideen on his back to help them cross, and Muhammad was deeply moved by this great act.
The battle began. Muhammad was brave and daring, he did not tire, and his enthusiasm did not fade for a moment. And when his commander asked him to return, he refused and planted his feet in the ground. The battle dragged on, and the ammunition started to run out. The takfiris fought savagely, so a withdrawal line had to be established, and safe cover was necessary.
Muhammad stood, ransoming his comrades with himself, and opened fire toward the enemies while the comrades crossed safely to the sound of his bullets. The night before, he had told his commander, “The food of paradise is tastier than what I cook.” And when he turned on the device to send his last coordinates, he reminded him, saying, “Did I not tell you, Hajj, that the food of paradise is tastier?”
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
21.03.202520:56
The Martyr Commander Ali Fayad (Alaa’ Al-Bosna)
Birth: 17 May, 1970
Martyrdom: 26 February, 2016 — Syria
***Nicknamed “Alaa’ of Bosnia” for his role in Hezbollah’s efforts to support the oppressed people of Bosnia and Herzegovina during the Bosnian war.***
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Birth: 17 May, 1970
Martyrdom: 26 February, 2016 — Syria
***Nicknamed “Alaa’ of Bosnia” for his role in Hezbollah’s efforts to support the oppressed people of Bosnia and Herzegovina during the Bosnian war.***
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
11.03.202517:12
The Two Martyrs: Yasser Daher and Hassan Zbeeb
Martyrdom: 2019-08-25, Damascus
The Secret of Arba’een
They sat in the corner, and each of them began reciting the supplication with reverence.
I listened to their melodious voices, then instinctively began reciting along with them until I felt as if I had been transported to another world. When I returned, I found myself striking my thigh, repeating: “Hasten, hasten, O’ my master, O’ Sahib al-Zamān.”
We departed from our host, heading toward Karbalā’. During the Arba’een march, another act by Hassan and Yasser caught my attention: I noticed that after every obligatory prayer, each of them would perform two [additional] units of prayer. The matter repeated, which aroused my curiosity—why together? Why the same number of units? I thought to myself:
If the matter were related to making up a missed prayer, could it really be the case that they had missed the exact same prayer?
I asked them, “Do you owe any missed prayers?”
They both answered in unintended harmony, “In truth, these two units of prayer are with the intention that we may be martyred in his presence—may Allah hasten his reappearance.”
My heart pounded. I lowered my gaze for a moment, then continued walking, murmuring to myself: “Once again, the matter is connected to Sahib al-Zamān—may Allah hasten his reappearance.”
#LessonsofIshq
Martyrdom: 2019-08-25, Damascus
The Secret of Arba’een
They sat in the corner, and each of them began reciting the supplication with reverence.
I listened to their melodious voices, then instinctively began reciting along with them until I felt as if I had been transported to another world. When I returned, I found myself striking my thigh, repeating: “Hasten, hasten, O’ my master, O’ Sahib al-Zamān.”
We departed from our host, heading toward Karbalā’. During the Arba’een march, another act by Hassan and Yasser caught my attention: I noticed that after every obligatory prayer, each of them would perform two [additional] units of prayer. The matter repeated, which aroused my curiosity—why together? Why the same number of units? I thought to myself:
If the matter were related to making up a missed prayer, could it really be the case that they had missed the exact same prayer?
I asked them, “Do you owe any missed prayers?”
They both answered in unintended harmony, “In truth, these two units of prayer are with the intention that we may be martyred in his presence—may Allah hasten his reappearance.”
My heart pounded. I lowered my gaze for a moment, then continued walking, murmuring to myself: “Once again, the matter is connected to Sahib al-Zamān—may Allah hasten his reappearance.”
#LessonsofIshq
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عيون حسون | 3younhassoun
02.03.202522:06
“Indeed, the month of Ramadan is a period of reflection in which the believer stands with a sound heart, an enlightened mind, and a pure body, looking at their past to hold themselves accountable and reassess it. Then, they turn to the future to plan for it and begin building it—making the month of Ramadan both a destiny and a measure of worth.”
— Sayyid Musa Al-Sadr
"إن شهر رمضان فترة تأمل يقف المؤمن فيها بقلب سليم وعقل نيّر وجسد طاهر ينظر إلى ماضيه ويحاسبه ويعيد تقييمه، ثم ينظر إلى المستقبل لكي يخطط له ويبدأ ببنائه | ويجعل من شهر رمضان قَدَرًا وقَدْرًا.."
— السيد موسى الصدر
— Sayyid Musa Al-Sadr
"إن شهر رمضان فترة تأمل يقف المؤمن فيها بقلب سليم وعقل نيّر وجسد طاهر ينظر إلى ماضيه ويحاسبه ويعيد تقييمه، ثم ينظر إلى المستقبل لكي يخطط له ويبدأ ببنائه | ويجعل من شهر رمضان قَدَرًا وقَدْرًا.."
— السيد موسى الصدر
27.04.202516:15
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Resistance Channel
06.04.202513:46
The nation of resistance in Lebanon cannot regret the historic decision it took to open a supporting front to aid Gaza, starting from southern Lebanon, no matter how great and immense the sacrifices may be.
On October 8th, the resistance leadership, headed by our most sacred martyr, Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah, made the decision to enter a military support front for Gaza, while the entire world sufficed with silence or timid stances not accompanied by actions (social media or peaceful demonstrations).
This decision and this front, and Allah knows best, would have stopped the war on Gaza were it not for the enemy's premeditated intention to exploit the massive security breach, which it used to strike Hezbollah's capabilities, in addition to the most heinous terrorist crimes of the era: the bombing of the pager and wireless devices.
The resistance's capabilities, had they been well-preserved, would have been sufficient to create a state of deterrence and fear capable of stopping the war on Gaza with less severe conditions from the enemy. No matter how barbaric we thought it was at that moment, any force in the world is deterred by a counterforce. Just as Hezbollah was truly and strongly deterring the enemy before the security and technical breach occurred.
What we experienced in Lebanon was a true Karbala, we paid a heavy price for standing with the truth through the correct stance and action. If time were to return, we would support Gaza militarily again. The basis of actions is to stand with the truth.
We thank God that we were born, lived, and raised in the era of Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah and fought our Karbala not with tears but with swords under his banner.
This world was born savage and has lived savage throughout history, and the free people in this world have always been few, because building free people requires effort and righteous upbringing for an entire society. The presence of weapons is not enough, for weapons are abundant in this world. The presence of leadership is not enough because we need a comprehensive popular will. And a comprehensive popular will is not enough without leadership and weapons. History bears witness.
Raise your children on resistance in all parts of the world. Teach them that the alphabets of resistance begin with being prepared to sacrifice oneself and what one loves, otherwise, it remains slogans and ink on paper. And that each of us should feel our responsibility and that we must take actions for which we bear true responsibility, such as joining the ranks of the resistance or placing our scientific specialization at its disposal.
For as our sacred Sayyed said: If you are strong, the world will recognize you, and if you are weak, the world will not recognize you, nor will it weep for you.
Our ambition is to build a nation whose path is truth and that possesses sufficient power to impose truth on the world, or at the very least, to prevent injustice.
In that lies our salvation, otherwise, our inevitable fate is to remain under the mercy of servitude to colonialism.
On October 8th, the resistance leadership, headed by our most sacred martyr, Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah, made the decision to enter a military support front for Gaza, while the entire world sufficed with silence or timid stances not accompanied by actions (social media or peaceful demonstrations).
This decision and this front, and Allah knows best, would have stopped the war on Gaza were it not for the enemy's premeditated intention to exploit the massive security breach, which it used to strike Hezbollah's capabilities, in addition to the most heinous terrorist crimes of the era: the bombing of the pager and wireless devices.
The resistance's capabilities, had they been well-preserved, would have been sufficient to create a state of deterrence and fear capable of stopping the war on Gaza with less severe conditions from the enemy. No matter how barbaric we thought it was at that moment, any force in the world is deterred by a counterforce. Just as Hezbollah was truly and strongly deterring the enemy before the security and technical breach occurred.
What we experienced in Lebanon was a true Karbala, we paid a heavy price for standing with the truth through the correct stance and action. If time were to return, we would support Gaza militarily again. The basis of actions is to stand with the truth.
We thank God that we were born, lived, and raised in the era of Sayyed Hassan Nasrallah and fought our Karbala not with tears but with swords under his banner.
This world was born savage and has lived savage throughout history, and the free people in this world have always been few, because building free people requires effort and righteous upbringing for an entire society. The presence of weapons is not enough, for weapons are abundant in this world. The presence of leadership is not enough because we need a comprehensive popular will. And a comprehensive popular will is not enough without leadership and weapons. History bears witness.
Raise your children on resistance in all parts of the world. Teach them that the alphabets of resistance begin with being prepared to sacrifice oneself and what one loves, otherwise, it remains slogans and ink on paper. And that each of us should feel our responsibility and that we must take actions for which we bear true responsibility, such as joining the ranks of the resistance or placing our scientific specialization at its disposal.
For as our sacred Sayyed said: If you are strong, the world will recognize you, and if you are weak, the world will not recognize you, nor will it weep for you.
Our ambition is to build a nation whose path is truth and that possesses sufficient power to impose truth on the world, or at the very least, to prevent injustice.
In that lies our salvation, otherwise, our inevitable fate is to remain under the mercy of servitude to colonialism.
23.03.202519:28
The Martyr Muhammad Ibrahim Ibrahim
Birth: 17 August, 1994
Martyrdom: 20 May, 2015 — Al-Qalamoun Mountains, Syria
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
Birth: 17 August, 1994
Martyrdom: 20 May, 2015 — Al-Qalamoun Mountains, Syria
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
20.03.202520:32
Here is a documentary about the blessed Martyr in Arabic by al-Manar
https://program.almanar.com.lb/episode/35906
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
https://program.almanar.com.lb/episode/35906
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
11.03.202517:11
01.03.202520:13
بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيم
From the Prophet Muhammad’s ص Sermon Welcoming the Holy Month of Ramadhan
From the Prophet Muhammad’s ص Sermon Welcoming the Holy Month of Ramadhan
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Ibn al Beqaa
22.04.202519:24
بِسْمِ اللَّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيم
“I ask of you, O’ dear youth, to consider your selves as soldiers of the world…
Do you have a program for the day after victory?
Do you have a global message to complement your work?“
Sheikh Ali Reza Panahian’s message to the Lebanese youth in an interview with Al Manar in February of 2024
“I ask of you, O’ dear youth, to consider your selves as soldiers of the world…
Do you have a program for the day after victory?
Do you have a global message to complement your work?“
Sheikh Ali Reza Panahian’s message to the Lebanese youth in an interview with Al Manar in February of 2024
05.04.202517:17
بِسْمِ رَبّ الشُهَدَاء
“And let them all be certain that the conclusion of this battle will be the great, historic, divine Victory…”
From the end of the final speech given by His Eminence, The Great Martyr, Sayyid Hassan Nasrallah — 19 September, 2024
“And let them all be certain that the conclusion of this battle will be the great, historic, divine Victory…”
From the end of the final speech given by His Eminence, The Great Martyr, Sayyid Hassan Nasrallah — 19 September, 2024
21.03.202521:00
I was not able to find a documentary about the blessed martyr, but if you were to search his name online in arabic, a number of articles will come up.
الشهيد القائد علي فياض (علاء البوسنة)
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
الشهيد القائد علي فياض (علاء البوسنة)
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20.03.202515:37
The Secret of the Fruit
One day, on his way to school, Ali saw a group of young men harassing a vegetable seller and taking some of his fruit. Ali ran over, defending the seller and pushing them away, saying:
“Get out of here! This is my father! Don’t let me see you here again!”
The vegetable seller was surprised that Ali had called him his father and thanked him.
From that day on, Ali would buy a man’ousheh (a traditional levantine breakfast food) for both himself and the vegetable seller every morning, and they would have breakfast together. On his way back, he would buy whatever fruit the vendor had left [that did not sell].
[Not knowing why he would buy it,] Ali’s mother objected to the fruit, saying it wasn’t good…
One morning, Ali passed by the vegetable seller, bid him farewell, and told him that he was traveling and would not see him again. And indeed, Ali left and did not return.
Some time later, Ali’s brother stopped by the [vegetable seller’s] fruit stand by chance. He had a picture of the martyr on his motorcycle. The seller asked him about it, and he replied:
“This is my martyred brother.”
The vendor wept and wept, then told him his story with Ali.
That was when Ali’s mother finally knew the secret behind the fruit he used to bring home every day…
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
One day, on his way to school, Ali saw a group of young men harassing a vegetable seller and taking some of his fruit. Ali ran over, defending the seller and pushing them away, saying:
“Get out of here! This is my father! Don’t let me see you here again!”
The vegetable seller was surprised that Ali had called him his father and thanked him.
From that day on, Ali would buy a man’ousheh (a traditional levantine breakfast food) for both himself and the vegetable seller every morning, and they would have breakfast together. On his way back, he would buy whatever fruit the vendor had left [that did not sell].
[Not knowing why he would buy it,] Ali’s mother objected to the fruit, saying it wasn’t good…
One morning, Ali passed by the vegetable seller, bid him farewell, and told him that he was traveling and would not see him again. And indeed, Ali left and did not return.
Some time later, Ali’s brother stopped by the [vegetable seller’s] fruit stand by chance. He had a picture of the martyr on his motorcycle. The seller asked him about it, and he replied:
“This is my martyred brother.”
The vendor wept and wept, then told him his story with Ali.
That was when Ali’s mother finally knew the secret behind the fruit he used to bring home every day…
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
11.03.202517:11
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Axis of Tabyeen
26.02.202505:18
"Die in your rage! The Resistance remains, and is strong, and ongoing."
- His Eminence Sheikh Naim Qassem, February 23, 2025.
✍️ @aotabyeen
- His Eminence Sheikh Naim Qassem, February 23, 2025.
✍️ @aotabyeen
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Resistance News Network
19.04.202501:01
🚨🟡🟢 A subtitled version of Hezbollah Secretary-General Sheikh Naim Qassem's speech today, April 18th, 2025. You may find our translated highlights here.
23.03.202519:30
Here is a documentary about the blessed Martyr in Arabic by al-Manar
https://program.almanar.com.lb/episode/210956
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
https://program.almanar.com.lb/episode/210956
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
21.03.202520:57
He sold himself [to Allah], and thus rejoiced.
On the commemoration of his martyrdom week, His Eminence the Secretary-General (Sayyid Hassan N.) described him:
“When he was in the prime of his youth, at the beginning of his life, he joined the ranks of the Islamic Resistance in Lebanon as a fighter in the field. He spent his life in the battlefield — rather, in multiple battlefields — until he ultimately became a commander and a martyr on the battlefield. Everything that comes to mind regarding Resistance operations, of all kinds and forms, Alaa’ had participated in them, across multiple fronts in the South, even before the liberation of 2000.
Alaa’ quickly became one of the elite men and fighters of the Resistance, then one of its distinguished, self-sacrificing, present, and active commanders. Through his jihad and sacrifices, along with all the martyrs and all the Resistance fighters in Lebanon’s Resistance movements, they were able to achieve the liberation of 2000.
Alaa’ was also one of the Resistance’s commanders and heroes in the July 2006 war. On another front, he was among the leaders responsible for building the power of deterrence, alongside the martyr commander Imad Mughniyeh (may Allah’s mercy be upon him), as Hajj Alaa’ was entrusted with the task of building the special forces of the Islamic Resistance, which, by Allah’s grace, grew, expanded, and developed...
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
On the commemoration of his martyrdom week, His Eminence the Secretary-General (Sayyid Hassan N.) described him:
“When he was in the prime of his youth, at the beginning of his life, he joined the ranks of the Islamic Resistance in Lebanon as a fighter in the field. He spent his life in the battlefield — rather, in multiple battlefields — until he ultimately became a commander and a martyr on the battlefield. Everything that comes to mind regarding Resistance operations, of all kinds and forms, Alaa’ had participated in them, across multiple fronts in the South, even before the liberation of 2000.
Alaa’ quickly became one of the elite men and fighters of the Resistance, then one of its distinguished, self-sacrificing, present, and active commanders. Through his jihad and sacrifices, along with all the martyrs and all the Resistance fighters in Lebanon’s Resistance movements, they were able to achieve the liberation of 2000.
Alaa’ was also one of the Resistance’s commanders and heroes in the July 2006 war. On another front, he was among the leaders responsible for building the power of deterrence, alongside the martyr commander Imad Mughniyeh (may Allah’s mercy be upon him), as Hajj Alaa’ was entrusted with the task of building the special forces of the Islamic Resistance, which, by Allah’s grace, grew, expanded, and developed...
#LessonsofIshq@ibnalbeqaa
20.03.202515:35
The Martyr Ali Abbas Ismail
Birth: 01 November, 1996
Martyrdom: 03 August, 2014 — Syria
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Birth: 01 November, 1996
Martyrdom: 03 August, 2014 — Syria
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Middle East Spectator – MES
10.03.202501:14
You can find way more candles on her Instagram btw, I especially like the ones themed after Holy Cities
https://www.instagram.com/nocturnilm
https://www.instagram.com/nocturnilm
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University of Mahdi
23.02.202504:13
A Farewell with the Imam (AJTF)
For all those who have the blessing to attend the funeral today, and Insha'Allah, who will walk in that solemn procession, understand that you are part of a moment far deeper than it appears. Take a moment to look around at the faces in the crowd, at every soul gathered there.
Look closely, for among them may be the Imam of our time, peace be upon him, standing quietly, observing with a heart that carries the weight of this world. You may not recognise him, but know that he will be there. He must be there, for how could he not honour the farewell of one of his loyal soldiers?
Consider this: you might tread on the very earth he stepped upon, or perhaps the dust from his blessed feet may brush against you. Imagine that blessing. And with that possibility, greet him. Greet him with a heart that aches with longing. Introduce yourself... not just with your name, but with the burning love and loyalty you carry for him.
Tell him that amidst the sorrow and the heavy hearts at this funeral, our deepest yearning is to see his face, to meet him, even if just for a fleeting moment.
Tell him that the covenant we carry is not merely words... it is a bond sealed with our blood and the blood of our children. It is a promise that, Insha'Allah, we will stand firm in our loyalty to him, to his path, and to the truth that our master taught us to walk upon in this world. We pray to be among his followers in this life and in the Hereafter.
To all those who will attend, please, take our greetings to our master, the beloved of our hearts. Convey to him the love of those who could not be there... those held back by hardship, by illness, by weakness, or by circumstances beyond their control. Speak to him on behalf of all who ache to see him but cannot attend.
Let him know that, Insha'Allah, we remain true to the covenant. Our hearts are tied to his mission, and our souls yearn to see the day when his justice fills this earth.
And why would he not attend the funeral of his soldier? He would be there because every martyr who falls is a piece of his own heart, every loyal soul is a flame that keeps his mission alive. He would stand quietly among us, mourning yet proud, watching over those who stood firm for truth. For the Imam is not just a leader... he is a father, a shepherd to his flock. And no father abandons his child, especially not in the final farewell.
So look closely. Feel deeply. And remember that you are walking in the presence of greatness, whether your eyes can see it or not.
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For all those who have the blessing to attend the funeral today, and Insha'Allah, who will walk in that solemn procession, understand that you are part of a moment far deeper than it appears. Take a moment to look around at the faces in the crowd, at every soul gathered there.
Look closely, for among them may be the Imam of our time, peace be upon him, standing quietly, observing with a heart that carries the weight of this world. You may not recognise him, but know that he will be there. He must be there, for how could he not honour the farewell of one of his loyal soldiers?
Consider this: you might tread on the very earth he stepped upon, or perhaps the dust from his blessed feet may brush against you. Imagine that blessing. And with that possibility, greet him. Greet him with a heart that aches with longing. Introduce yourself... not just with your name, but with the burning love and loyalty you carry for him.
Tell him that amidst the sorrow and the heavy hearts at this funeral, our deepest yearning is to see his face, to meet him, even if just for a fleeting moment.
Tell him that the covenant we carry is not merely words... it is a bond sealed with our blood and the blood of our children. It is a promise that, Insha'Allah, we will stand firm in our loyalty to him, to his path, and to the truth that our master taught us to walk upon in this world. We pray to be among his followers in this life and in the Hereafter.
To all those who will attend, please, take our greetings to our master, the beloved of our hearts. Convey to him the love of those who could not be there... those held back by hardship, by illness, by weakness, or by circumstances beyond their control. Speak to him on behalf of all who ache to see him but cannot attend.
Let him know that, Insha'Allah, we remain true to the covenant. Our hearts are tied to his mission, and our souls yearn to see the day when his justice fills this earth.
And why would he not attend the funeral of his soldier? He would be there because every martyr who falls is a piece of his own heart, every loyal soul is a flame that keeps his mission alive. He would stand quietly among us, mourning yet proud, watching over those who stood firm for truth. For the Imam is not just a leader... he is a father, a shepherd to his flock. And no father abandons his child, especially not in the final farewell.
So look closely. Feel deeply. And remember that you are walking in the presence of greatness, whether your eyes can see it or not.
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