At Shaykhan, halfway between Madinah and Uhud, the thousand-strong Muslim army led by the Prophet stopped. The sun had begun to sink beneath the horizon. The Prophet dismounted from his …
Book Review: Islam
Author: Caesar Farah Ph.D. Publisher: Barron’s Educational Series, Inc. ISBN#: 0-7641-2226-6 Year of last publication: 2003 Edition: 7th Paperback: 512 pages Caesar Farah, who died in 2009, was a professor …
Teaching Children About Gratefulness
In a world where the worst behavior is often celebrated, where rudeness, immodesty, and lack of caring about others are too commonplace, it is beneficial to reflect upon the beautiful …
Gratitude’s Influence on the Heart
Imam Raghib al-Isfahani (d. AH 502), the author of al-Mufradat fi gharib al-Qur’an, a dictionary of uncommon terms in the Qur’an, points to the distinctions among various terms used in …
Shall I Not Be A Thankful Servant?
Let’s go back in time. Back to Madinah, through the masjid and to the Prophet’s home. We can imagine him there, in the darkness of night, praying to his Lord. …
The Marital Relationships: Its Impact on Children
He let out a huge sigh as he looked at himself in the mirror. He wondered how things had gotten this bad. The past few months had been difficult in …
Show your Gratitude Through Worship
The fundamental component of a person’s relationship with Allah is worship. As one’s heart is filled with gratitude to his benefactor, he expresses indebtedness, humility, and surrender to Him. This …
Rumaysa bint Milhan
Even before Islam was introduced to Yathrib, Rumaysa was known for her excellent character, the power of her intellect and her independent attitude of mind. She was known by various …
The Spiritually Alive Parent or Teacher
On the website incultureparent.com, London-based writer Umm Salihah described the authoritarian upbringing she experienced: “My parents and grandparents grew up in Pakistan where it was the norm to be smacked …
Protecting Our Children
He sits outside of his house hiding behind a bush. His eyes are on the front door waiting for it to open. The seconds feel like hours as sweat drips …