My tears are a blessing. They are so precious to me. Blessed am i that I am unable to thank my Creator without shedding them in gratitude. Blessed am I that my eyes water up on happy occasions. Blessed am I that my pain and fears turn to tears. Blessed am I to have a heart…so soft. I am blessed. Alhumdulilah.
"Sit with those who constantly repent, for they have the softest hearts’"
— Umar Ibn Khattab ra
"How often does water flow on the mountain, but it does not soften? For how long have you studied words of wisdom, but your hearts do not soften for them?’"
— Imam Jafar al-Sadiq
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“Goodbye,” said the fox.
“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret:
It is only with the heart that one can see rightly;
what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
“What is essential is invisible to the eye,”
the little prince repeated,
so that he would be sure to remember.
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— Antoine de Saint-Exupery, The Little Prince (via noornalini)
"Take the flowers of shyness, the fruits of contentment, root of submissiveness,
young shoots of grief, leaves from the tree of truth,
the bark of civility and the seeds of politeness.
Start grinding them in the grinder of devotion.
Add daily the tears of shame.
Put this mixture into the bowl of your heart
and bake it in the oven of fondness.
When ready, strain it in the strainer of the purity of the heart,
mix the sugar of sweet words, and cook it on the high flame of love.
When the mixture is ready cool it with the air of fear of Allah.
Then use it."
— Unknown (via theconsciousmuslim)
(Source: theconsciousmuslim, via theconsciousmuslim)
