I prefer to use my tablet, but would sometimes use my computer.
Describe your desk
I only have my laptop on my desk. Two screens. That is it. Some water or green tea. Snacks, not that there is much eating nor drinking once the writing kicks in. I try and meditate and focus on Allah when I do write, so the Quran and hadeeths are open on my desktop in the background. When I need help, I look for guidance there.
Here is the second book in the Thank you Allah series.
We meet two of the main characters, Kimberly Amber-Jane & Sean. Though all characters are special, these two are really the crux of the Thank you Allah series.
Thank you for reading and may the Lord bless you abundantly.
May He grant you nearness to Him & His Beloved.
Here is then the follow up to Thank you Allah - Purpose, but also the Prelude to part two of the Thank you Allah Series.
I hope you enjoy it and I hope it inspires and enriches you.
May the Lord bless you abundantly.
These are just a few lessons I have learnt in this short time that I have been a Muslim.
May it benefit you.
May Allah bless and reward my teachers for all they have done.
This book does not contain any information on the fifth pillar of Islam, Hajj. If Allah spares me and wills, I will put this in a separate book.
Omar doesn’t say anything. He respects her assessment. She was right about him having a message. That he agrees with. As an orphan, he has many things he wants to say. The world was once big and scary, when he was all alone, that was when he was younger, but since St Jude’s he’s found a home, some purpose. He wants people to know that there are good people out there who do care about others.
Abu Darda’ reported Allah’s Apostle (may peace be upon him) as saying:
If anyone learns by heart the first ten verses of Surah al-Kahf, he will be protected from the Dajjal.
Sahih Muslim: Book #4, Hadith #1766
PS: Got me being silly writing poetry (Lol)
PS: The book was going to be called “I wish we had another place”, but that speaks of dissatisfaction with God’s will. So I have changed it and thought that it should rather speak of Gratitude to God. If we are pleased with God, He is pleased with us.
“Why didn’t you help me? Don’t know why I came here. I would have gotten more sympathy from a rock. You have no emotion whatsoever. I’ve never encountered such a cold person. I thought you were my friend.”
As Allah wills
And mention when the angels said, "O Mary, indeed God gives you good tidings of a word from Him, whose name will be the Messiah, Jesus, the son of Mary - distinguished in this world and the Hereafter and among those brought near to God.
Surah Al-Imran (Family of Imran) 3:45
As she flips open the cover, she is startled by a faint, purple streak that catches the corner of her eye. She looks
slowly to her right. It throbs lightly.
A steady beat.
Slowly she reaches out towards it; her hand shaky as she is almost able to touch it.
“Lord have mercy!”
The beat starts the same throbbing it did outside. The blue glow starts flickering faintly. It goes into her dressing room. She follows it.
“Is someone here,” she asks as she enters and closes the door.
All she hears is the beat.
The glow almost in the centre of the room; it starts turning purple.
“So what about this ice bucket challenge.”
“What’s curious is that the money generated went to the ISIS pharmaceutical company.”
He focuses on her eyes and as if he understood what she meant.
“You don’t mean to say that they were in some way funding the ISIS terrorists?”
“That’s exactly what I am sayin’. Terrorists.” She puts her fingers into the air.
“It’s all too big of a coincidence.
“Pretty, aren’t they?”
They continue further ahead.
“You glad we came?”
“What are they do you think?”
He shakes his head.
“I can’t say surely.”
“The incy-bincy spider climbed up the water spout… down came the rain and washed the spider out… Out came the sun and dried up all the rain… and… the incy-bincy spider… climbed up the… spout… again.”
Her voice croaky and hoarse.
“I’m begging you for mercy, why won’t you release me” Duffy, Mercy.
“Let her go” Passenger.
“Let me go” Avril Lavigne
“I’m in here” Sia
“We can’t stop” Miley Cyrus.
“Please Stop” Miley Cyrus.
“I’m a slave for you” Britney Spears.
“Puppet” Jake Miller
“I was only a vessel” tweet, Amanda Bynes
“All Bad” Justin Bieber
“Broken” Justin Bieber
“All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us…”
I miss you.
I wrote these songs for you. When I see you again, I’ll sing and play them for you. God willing.
I’ll try to be home before Christmas.
Please give Mr Biggs a kiss.
I wish we had another place.
Love and miss you much
May God keep you safe
Her eyes penetrate his, but he doesn’t look away. He opens his eyes more; the thick lines on his forehead disappear. He also seems to breathe easier. He couldn’t explain it, but there was something to Kimberly that put him at ease, but it also felt like she sees too much, like she could really see him.
“Salmon, trout or tuna?”He looks at the cat. It sits at the bowls and stares at him with a vacant expression.
“None of that, hu? You want some turkey instead?” He winks at the cat.
“Turkey it is then. Milk with that or some of Mamaw’s pumpkin eggnog?” The cat purrs more and meows softly.
It runs back to the bowls.
“Eggnog. Sweet choice.”
To be impaled by any antelope was a nasty business and all Tree Dwellers believed that Manchild was here to make the hunting easier for them. If only he would learn to be less clumsy and understood the bond between the hunter and the hunted