At jumu’ah, I heard a good story of a king with an ugly nose. He had the surgeon operate on it, but the surgery made his nose uglier than before. He than told the surgeon to chop his nose off. When he stepped in front of his people, they laughed and mocked him so he declared everyone must chop their nose off or face death. Newborns were to have their noses chopped off at birth. This went on for generations. Then a man from outside the kingdom came and everyone laughed at him for having a nose. He was confused because of course they were the weird looking people, but they were laughing at him.
Th imam went somewhere else with the story, but it made me think of how many people mock muslims for the way we live. Somehow dressing modestly and covering is strange. Praying to the One Who created you 5 times a day is strange. Marrying at a young age is strange. Growing a beard is strange. But this is only in a country where parents teach their daughters, “If you got it, flaunt it” rather than teaching them self- worth and building their confidence and explaining to them who is truly worthy of seeing your beauty. A country where prayer is reserved for Sunday, if that, and the rest of the week is spent in sin and evil. And fornication and having children out of wedlock is not only acceptable, but encouraged with parents and friends saying, “Live your life first, don’t tie yourself down, marriage is nothing but a piece of paper”. The results of this way of life are easy to see when you look at how many children live in broken homes and don’t even know their fathers or families.
Why would Islam not seem strange in a country where it seems all that is evil is considered good and what’s good is seen as foreign and out dated. Islam does not change according to the land one practices it in. Islam is the same is the U.S., France, Switzerland, Nigeria, Sudan, and every other country. Islam is only strange to a person compared to the morals they have been raised upon. Someone who sees nothing wrong with lying will never believe there are people who don’t lie fearing the punishment of their Lord, as I’ve had people say to me that it’s impossible not to lie. Uhh, no it’s not, just don’t lie (jaw dropping). People who fornicate will find it weird that someone would get married without “testing the goods” (ewww).
Unfortunately it seems, like the story, most people have had their noses chopped off. They see people behaving and living the way all people should, avoiding sins and trying to please their Lord with righteous actions, and laugh at us for being “strange”. Geesh, I sure am glad I have a nose. Lol.
My mother, sister, and I had a girls day out. No nights out because uhhhh I don’t do those and hubby don’t play that. Lol. First we went to a dine in movie theatre. It was my first time there so I had no idea what to expect. We got our tickets to see ‘The Host’ and were seated not too far from the scene. It didn’t have ascending seats, so when we got to our seats, I thought, ‘whip-lash’. Haha. I don’t eat non halal meat so I cautiously ordered the salmon. I say cautiously because I had watched a show on how 80% of salmon have these live worms in them and if it’s not cooked correctly, they enter your digestive system when you eat the salmon and could possible wreck havoc. Sorry if I grossed anyone out. Anyway, I got blackened salmon, mashed potatoes, and mixed vegetables and rasberry iced tea. Uhhh iced tea- strike one. It tasted unsweetend and weird. I was now very worried about how my food would taste. The movie started, but there were little lights by where they would place our food so we would be able to see. The food came after a while. I gave it a look over. It looked fine. It was all good, except the mashed potatoes had a weird taste and lumps of something in it and fearing it could possibly be some type of pork, I just left it alone. I couldn’t see well enough to distinguish exactly what it was, so when in doubt, don’t eat it. Lol. The movie was ok. I guess I had very high expectations because it was from the same woman who wrote twilight. Afterwards we walked around the mall and then barnes and nobles. The awkward part came when we were window shopping for clothes and I told my mom and sis about a new black dress I bought and described it to them. After a moment my mom asked, ‘where are you gonna wear that at”‘ I said, ‘the house’. They both burst out in laughter and my mom said, ‘oh cause we were wondering where you’re gonna wear it at? Not outside. Hahaha.’ I was offended honestly, that they would laugh like that. Then my mom asked, ‘why would you wear in it the house”‘ I said, ‘uhh because I have a husband I wanna look nice for.” But their faces clearly showed that wasn’t an idea they could wrap their minds around. Whatever. I guess the idea of wearing nice clothes is to get everyone elses’ attention and look like crap in the house.
After walking around the mall a little more, we went back to my moms house and I waited for my husband to come pick me up. Ok day I guess.
Literally, while I’m writing this, there’s a little boy me around the park calling me ninja, saying there’s a ninja in my house. Not in a mean way, but life he’s protecting me or something. Like he will not leave me. I go to the swings, he follows. I go to adjust my son’s shoe, he follows. Its aggravating me, but at the same time, it appears he thinks I’m his ninja princess. Lol.
I jush pushed my son down the slide and suddenly behind me, I hear, “ninja!’ That was a little creepy. Then as I’m leaving he says, ‘no more ninja.” Hahaha. It was funny though. He didn’t seem to do it outta ignorance, but more like he adored me. It was cute.