Ya Rabbi, to You belongs all glory, thanks and praise. No amount of worship can equate to the mercy and infinite blessings You have bestowed upon us - we are guilty of taking them for granted and for not being grateful to You in the way Your Majesty deserves. We seek Your forgiveness ya Rabbi - forgive us for all of our sins, the first ones and the last ones, the major and the minor, the ones we know of and the ones we don't, the ones we performed pubicly and the ones we did in private - we do not transgress against You, Rabbi out of defiance or rebellion, but of mere weakness. You know us best and love us most. Strip away from me everything that displeases you, everything that hurts me, and everything that causes me grief, anger, anxiety and despair - and replace these with the qualities and the characteristics of the prophets (peace be upon them all) and your most beloved female servants (may you be pleased with them always)... love me in the special way You love them, not because I deserve it (because I don't) but because Your Love is the Light in my soul and the warmth in my heart. You have witnessed how my heart has grown, fallen, made mistakes, learned and has wrongfully yearned for the love of others - today I know and I recognize that the only Love I need is Yours - HesbunAllah wanyam al wakeel ♡ And I am profoundly sorry, my Lord, that it took me this long to realize it and to internalize it with sincerity. Help me process this in a way that reflects Your Mercy on me, and allow me to pursue it with worship that will make You proud. May You always keep me on Your Path and close to You in the manner You honored Your chosen ones. Install Your names in our hearts and bring them to life throughout ours. Heal and empower us individually and as an ummah - grant victory to the bravest of our brothers and sisters, comfort and ease despite their sufferring, Jannah tul Firdeous with the greatest honors and eternal peace - they alone fight battles we can't even begin to comprehend - use me to bring this injustice to an end - to You everything in prostration, on That Day, will bend. Aameen ♡
My appeal to every Muslim, my brother or sister, the owner of the channel, I know that it is not my right to comment on your channel, but God is my witness that our circumstances are harsh and forced me to do this. Please forgive me. My brother, there is still a brotherhood of faith. I asked you for a bag of flour. My brother, we women cannot go out among men. There is still a woman with you. My brother, God has honored you. You are men. We are women. We cannot go out or work like you. My brother, where is the brotherhood of faith in your hearts? We are women. There is no brotherhood, no mercy, no compassion, no humanity. And give good tidings to the patient. It is the greatest hope while waiting for what we want. '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' How many times I called and talked and tried hard, but no one responded. Oh man, we are with you. My mother ordered us food from the restaurant. More and today. My mother left. Crying. She said, Why are you crying, my mother? She said, My daughter, I ask. God, that I may be honored by death. She said, Why, my mother. She cursed us. She said, "My daughter, today the restaurant owner insulted me. I said, 'Why?' I said, 'How can I be better than people?' I ask God, my daughter. May God gather me. With death alone, a gathering that is better than this humiliation and this humiliation. It is true. I am saying this. It diminishes my value and respect. But, man. I swear to God that I did not say this. I kiss your boots. I am so hungry that my conscience no longer allows me to let you go and ask us for food. I kiss your boots, man, and I ask you by God Almighty and in the Book of God, man, I kiss your boots, man. He has caused us harm, my brother, so that we can buy a kilo of flour and pay the rent. My brother, have mercy on us. He who is in the show will have mercy on you, He who is in the sky. My brother, this is my WhatsApp number: 00967711500090. Whoever can help us, message me on WhatsApp. We will send him the full name. He will transfer us as much as he can. May Allah reward you. Allah knows that my family and I, our house rent is 20 thousand Yemeni riyals per month, and now we owe 60 thousand for 3 months. The owner of the house is one of those people who do not have mercy. By Allah, my brother, he comes every day and humiliates us and talks about us and wants to throw us out of the house and into the street because we were unable to pay him the rent. We will have until the end of the week, and if we pay him, he will swear by Allah that he will throw us out into the street without mercy. See my situation for yourselves. I ask you by Allah, the Living, the Eternal, to help me. By Allah, the Almighty, even at night we cannot sleep from fear. We do not have mattresses or blankets to warm ourselves from the cold. Everything is flooded from the rain, and we have no one but Allah and then you. My brothers, I kiss your boots, don’t turn me away empty-handed. Help us with whatever you can. Is it acceptable to you that we live in this place? We are girls and we have no one. Our father died in a car accident. Consider us your daughters and your honor, and help me with whatever you can. May God reward you with good =>[[}>] ^][;&&&//&..,~~~♡♡~~~♡~~♡~•~•••••~•(･|.}]◤)~♡~♡~;l.i.i.i¡¡.i.i.l.ii||`،-.»◇◇~~،،،.،،،،،،-,|;....................-.........,........................🎉😢
JazakAllah Khayr ❤
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I prioritize my husband before worshiping Allah swt.
We got divorced.
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Jazakallah khair
Ya Rabbi, to You belongs all glory, thanks and praise. No amount of worship can equate to the mercy and infinite blessings You have bestowed upon us - we are guilty of taking them for granted and for not being grateful to You in the way Your Majesty deserves. We seek Your forgiveness ya Rabbi - forgive us for all of our sins, the first ones and the last ones, the major and the minor, the ones we know of and the ones we don't, the ones we performed pubicly and the ones we did in private - we do not transgress against You, Rabbi out of defiance or rebellion, but of mere weakness. You know us best and love us most. Strip away from me everything that displeases you, everything that hurts me, and everything that causes me grief, anger, anxiety and despair - and replace these with the qualities and the characteristics of the prophets (peace be upon them all) and your most beloved female servants (may you be pleased with them always)... love me in the special way You love them, not because I deserve it (because I don't) but because Your Love is the Light in my soul and the warmth in my heart. You have witnessed how my heart has grown, fallen, made mistakes, learned and has wrongfully yearned for the love of others - today I know and I recognize that the only Love I need is Yours - HesbunAllah wanyam al wakeel ♡ And I am profoundly sorry, my Lord, that it took me this long to realize it and to internalize it with sincerity. Help me process this in a way that reflects Your Mercy on me, and allow me to pursue it with worship that will make You proud. May You always keep me on Your Path and close to You in the manner You honored Your chosen ones. Install Your names in our hearts and bring them to life throughout ours. Heal and empower us individually and as an ummah - grant victory to the bravest of our brothers and sisters, comfort and ease despite their sufferring, Jannah tul Firdeous with the greatest honors and eternal peace - they alone fight battles we can't even begin to comprehend - use me to bring this injustice to an end - to You everything in prostration, on That Day, will bend. Aameen ♡
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My appeal to every Muslim, my brother or sister, the owner of the channel, I know that it is not my right to comment on your channel, but God is my witness that our circumstances are harsh and forced me to do this. Please forgive me. My brother, there is still a brotherhood of faith. I asked you for a bag of flour. My brother, we women cannot go out among men. There is still a woman with you. My brother, God has honored you. You are men. We are women. We cannot go out or work like you. My brother, where is the brotherhood of faith in your hearts? We are women. There is no brotherhood, no mercy, no compassion, no humanity. And give good tidings to the patient. It is the greatest hope while waiting for what we want. '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' How many times I called and talked and tried hard, but no one responded. Oh man, we are with you. My mother ordered us food from the restaurant. More and today. My mother left. Crying. She said, Why are you crying, my mother? She said, My daughter, I ask. God, that I may be honored by death. She said, Why, my mother. She cursed us. She said, "My daughter, today the restaurant owner insulted me. I said, 'Why?' I said, 'How can I be better than people?' I ask God, my daughter. May God gather me. With death alone, a gathering that is better than this humiliation and this humiliation. It is true. I am saying this. It diminishes my value and respect. But, man. I swear to God that I did not say this. I kiss your boots. I am so hungry that my conscience no longer allows me to let you go and ask us for food. I kiss your boots, man, and I ask you by God Almighty and in the Book of God, man, I kiss your boots, man. He has caused us harm, my brother, so that we can buy a kilo of flour and pay the rent. My brother, have mercy on us. He who is in the show will have mercy on you, He who is in the sky. My brother, this is my WhatsApp number: 00967711500090. Whoever can help us, message me on WhatsApp. We will send him the full name. He will transfer us as much as he can. May Allah reward you. Allah knows that my family and I, our house rent is 20 thousand Yemeni riyals per month, and now we owe 60 thousand for 3 months. The owner of the house is one of those people who do not have mercy. By Allah, my brother, he comes every day and humiliates us and talks about us and wants to throw us out of the house and into the street because we were unable to pay him the rent. We will have until the end of the week, and if we pay him, he will swear by Allah that he will throw us out into the street without mercy. See my situation for yourselves. I ask you by Allah, the Living, the Eternal, to help me. By Allah, the Almighty, even at night we cannot sleep from fear. We do not have mattresses or blankets to warm ourselves from the cold. Everything is flooded from the rain, and we have no one but Allah and then you. My brothers, I kiss your boots, don’t turn me away empty-handed. Help us with whatever you can. Is it acceptable to you that we live in this place? We are girls and we have no one. Our father died in a car accident. Consider us your daughters and your honor, and help me with whatever you can. May God reward you with good =>[[}>] ^][;&&&//&..,~~~♡♡~~~♡~~♡~•~•••••~•(･|.}]◤)~♡~♡~;l.i.i.i¡¡.i.i.l.ii||`،-.»◇◇~~،،،.،،،،،،-,|;....................-.........,........................🎉😢