Went to see a Japanese Muslimah who converted around 10years ago. She is at 4th stage of cancer. She was well prepared for her death.
Since she converted, she is praying 5 times a day. Tolerating her family who is still against her because she converted. She is so much mentally prepared that she is even throwing out things that she thinks she will not be wanting. Not in her life and neither after it.
When we were there, zuhur azan was being called. And she wanted to pray as soon as possible. She said herself that she is not afraid of death. Whatever Allah has planned; will happen, she was worried just for one thing that was “her janaza” . She was afraid that her family will burn her body as buddhist do while she wants to be buried like Muslims.
She was preparing for her own janaza. SubhanAllah.
I was in tears. Not for her. For myself. She knows she is going to die. Maybe within an year according to doctors. She is preparing for it. Actually, She is prepared. She is doing all possible things she can do.
What about me? What about you? Where are we going!? What are we doing for our death? Do we have some certificate that we are going to live more than her? Can’t we die the next minute? The next hour? Don’t we believe on day of judgment? Don’t we believe that we also have to stand infront of our Creator?
This is the problem. We believe. Yet we don’t believe.
This is the problem of US, The Born-muslims.
I swear, the time when I was there, I was having goose bumps thinking that this is the lady who I am seeing alive last time probably.
That She is going to die.
The way I was meeting her, I swear, I could feel the humbleness in me. I felt so hypocrite. Why can’t I meet everyone like this? Like as if this is the last meeting? Do I think that I will not die or others won’t die. Ajeeeb life.
Ya Allah, give us toufeeq to live our lives according to your Raza. Give us toufeeq to remember death every time.