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Year 2015

My Prayer, My Talk

 

The coming of November was such in hurry and time passed quickly unnoticed. I was preoccupied with various worldly affairs. That night I was really tired and I fell asleep. I was cradled by a dream while dawn is passing.

It was short dream in November 2015, but I thought I was in the realm of my subconsciousness. I saw a woman speaking in front of a microphone at a ceremony.

She was singing a melodious song, her voice soft but loud to my hearing. In front of her, was a scroll, probably the script. 

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One line…she sang in Arabic, another line she continued in Malay. I observed her wordings.

… "Have you talked to God today?"

I was startled by these wordings. I woke up and saw dawn was passing through and I late for Subuh prayer.

What was the meaning? Was my busyness being noticed?

Why didn't she insulted me ​​with a harsher word like; "Have you forgotten to pray today?"

Why were her words so subtle? Not ‘Prayer’ she mentioned here but ‘Talk’ to God.

That day, when I fell asleep with worldly busyness, this dream really was a rebuke to me.

As sholatu mi'rojul mu'min, that ‘prayer’ is the Mi'raj of the believer.

"Whoever wants to talk to God, do kusyu’ (concentration) in your prayer".

God understands all languages. Speak your language and have faith in your relationship with Him in devotion.

Prophet Muhammad said, "The first thing taken away from my people is khusyu', until you will not see anyone who is khusyu'."

O God perfecting me and my prayers….

My prayers became longer ever since I had this dream. It became an intimate moment with God, talked through the verses (in arabic) and my heart translated the meaning (in malay) silently. I followed exactly what was shown to me in the way she sing at the ceremony, soft, loud and nice to my hearing.

She didn’t not whisper.

So I sing my prayers loud to my hearing and I did not whisper. The energy of the prayer became much extraordinary, full of consciousness of kusyu’ and wholeheartedness. Alhamdulillah, All praised to Allah.