Word of the week: Heart.
The heart. An important organ biologically and emotionally. Its function can be identified visibly or/and sometimes hidden or mask. Past few days several incidents made me realise more its importance. Its indirect. Its something like a warning or a reminder through the events that occura naturally in my life these past few days. Its facinating to receive reminders from someone or something that its not intended. (Thus, Allah is the greatest planner. ) I went out with my friends just recently to catch up on each other life. Then, one of my friend bought a book before our meeting. The book title I dont remember. But i read its synopsis first paragraph (can see im not a reader). The first paragraph struck me. A really great reminder I believe. It said that : take care of your heart as your heart is the place where everything begins. It means that to treat your heart not just physical state but also its content. What you do, say and evrytthing do come from the heart. These things will become the building blocks of what is your heart to be. If you like to do or say negative things, so is your will be negative,bad,unhealthy. Vice versa. This made me reflects on what I had done to my heart. I must say. My heart is unhealthy. I may look obedient and kind but the heart content, condition, no one knows. I am in the state of treating my heart carefully. I believe in that once the heart is treated negatively, its difficult to turn back. But with sabr and effort I believe it will turn good. And once its good, I shall treat it with more careful and cautious. The book is not only the incident about the heart. I also received an email newsletter which I subscribed for fun. The recent newsletter said that to listen to your heart. Once you listen to it which is reflected upon your action, you know what is the condition of your heart spiritually. Whether you are closer or far from Allah. Another incident is a story from my mum. The story is based on true story about the signs of death that actually happened to her friend and a distant cousin. Dont worry their names were not even told to me. The story is also about how you spent your healthy times fruitfully or just wasting it away. I must say Im wasting it away. Desperately need to reflect and put into action. All these reminders are suprisingly given when Im not expecting it. It is more prominent that way. In everyday life events, the smallest or little details in the day might resulted in a great reminder.
