Oh Allah how can I be granted a love for the sake of you in the most purest form?
A love for a man who leads me into Jannah, holding my hand firmly and choosing to never let go despite my stubbornness.
A man like Ali رَضِيَ اللهُ عَنْهُ who was cold as ice but melted in the hands of the warm Fatima رضي الله عنها
Who was jealous of a simple stick that touched her teeth. Who woke up from an argument saying, “By Allah she is most beloved to me.” Who was the strongest soldier, but needed help carrying his own wives body.
Who stood by her graveside, and said “what is wrong with me standing at the graveside saying salaam to the one who has passed? The grave of my lover but she is not responding to my greeting. My lover why aren’t you responding to my salaam? Have you forgotten all of the intimate moments that were shared by the two of us?”
Oh Allah, you haven’t forbid love in this religion.
Yaqub عَلَيْهِ ٱلسَّلَامُ cried out for his son, and became blind due to grief. But you did not tell him he’s wrong for loving him, you comforted him and healed his blindness.
You told Musa عَلَيْهِ ٱلسَّلَامُ mother that she’ll be okay, she’ll be reunited with her son once more. And you reunited them.
You made Hawa out of Adam عَلَيْهِ ٱلسَّلَامُ rib. Not from his head to be above him, or his feet to be below him. But, from his side to be equal to him. Under his arm to be protected by him, and near his heart to be loved by him.
You did not harden their hearts, you know your creation.
You don’t tell us that love is forbidden. You reward us when we smile at a stranger. Giving somebody directions is charity.
You yourself are Al Wadood, the most loving.
Love is not wrong, despite what I had believed previously. Love is right when done for Allah, the source of love. Love brings us closer to you, and is only dangerous when you don’t love Allah first. The only marriages that truly have blessings from Allah is the ones where Allah is the foundation of it.
You know the deepest desires in my heart, that whisper despite my voice screaming out otherwise.
How can I love the righteous even though I am not one of them? How can I love good deeds despite the oceans of sins I am drowning in? How can I love the Quran although I am slow in memorizing? How can I love namaz even when I am lazy to stand in prayer?
Show me ya Allah.
So I ask again ya Rab, how can I be granted a love for the sake of you.. in the most purest form?
And I ask you.. my future husband.
Do you know what love for the sake of Allah is?
