February 9, 2008...9:34 pm
A Test Of Patience
I just got back from a day at Route 114, the latest AlMaghrib seminar, this time around dealing with sciences of the Quran. It actually started yesterday, but by the time we got on the 401, the weather and traffic was terrible enough we decided to turn back. It took us close to 30 minutes just to get off the highway, after being stuck in traffic. So needless to say, I was very excited to actually be there this morning. There is something special about being a part of a large gathering of people, all there for the sake of Allah, all eager to study His book. Not to mention that Muslims are a rarity where I live, so being around this many brothers and sisters really means a lot.
I always love the prayers where the recitation is out loud, and it’s even better when you know there’s some non-Muslims around curiously watching. Maghrib was perfect, the imam had a beautiful voice, and our ‘ameen’ had the walls shaking, mashaAllah. The second we finished praying I looked over at the students who were sitting with their laptops doing work on the sides, and just as I had suspected, they were all looking up at us from their books. Later on when it looked like everyone was heading back, I got up to put on my boots and grab my purse, only to see that my bag was missing. I saw a few girls carrying the same one, so I assumed that maybe someone had taken mine by accident. As I was looking around for it, I see that some sisters were using my bag as a sutra. I don’t really have a problem with that, but it did seem a little odd to grab someone’s purse from one end of the room to another area without asking. So I sat down and waited, thinking that they were just finishing up a few rak’at they might have missed, and I’d be out of there in no time.
So I wait… and wait… and wait. When one sister finished her salah, the next sister who wasn’t quite done just slid the bag over and used it as a sutra. It went like that for a while, and then I noticed they started praying their sunnah prayers! At that point there were only a few brothers talking at the front of the room, everyone else had already left. When they were finished, one girl dumped my bag over near the couches, not quite where I had left it. SubhanAllah.
By the time I got back to class, it had already resumed. I hate being the random person to walk in while the shaykh was talking, and then everyone looks at you while you try and make it through the row back to your seat. Let’s just hope I got some ajr for not getting annoyed.
2 Comments
February 11, 2008 at 3:38 pm
subhanAllaah!
May Allaah subhanahu wa ta’ala reward you for being patient sister. I wonder what’s the ruling on using other people’s items without asking for their permission as sutra…
February 11, 2008 at 3:53 pm
JazakAllah khair for your duas Voyageure ;) I’m wondering about that too, but I would think it’s important that they ask. But no worries inshAllah, I hope that Allah azza wa jaal forgives them if there was any wrong. It was the walking in late and not being able to find my sister that was the worst lol.
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