How small we are.

Sometimes in life, there are roadblocks or stops in the way. Obstacles and sadness preventing you from going on. From living. And maybe all of life is like that. One roadblock after another. No space to breathe, from all the tears and sorrow. Somehow life keeps going on though. Somehow the clocks never seem to stop no matter how much you feel like hiding or dying. It never makes sense, the way life brings so many questions and yet somehow no answers. Confusion is always there, like a bad dream, or worse-a reality. Sometimes I just feel like quitting, like giving up my race against time. Waving the white flag of surrender. But there's always someone pushing you to do better, standing there for you to lie your head against, even though they might not seem to be there. Life goes on, people learn to accept. You can't judge a future by your past. Can't apply your mistakes to your present. Yesterday is gone, tomorrow isn't here yet. Live for today. If you died this minute what would you have wished you could've done? Think. And now get up and do it. Whether it's calling an old friend or wearing the hijab. It's not worth wasting any time. Your future is not certain and the past has already happened. The truth is evident, all you need to do, is open your eyes and look around you. Look at the trees, the birds, the sun, the people that make your life worth living. There's a purpose in everything. There isn't a single drop of water that fall down, without Allah's knowledge. The world would not survive a fracture of a milisecond without Allah. Everything and everyone is completley dependant on Him, whether we realize it or not. He gave us the choice of belief. He let us choose to follow or stray. But in the end, everything we do is counted for. There isn't a single person in the world who lies at night and doesn't think about what he's done. There isn't a person who doesn't have a heart, who doens't have a concious. Every person knows right from wrong, and whether they choose to aknowledge that or not, it's there. Life keeps going. Everything we go through is a test. One day for Allah (s.w.t) equals one thousand years of what we count. So how long have we lived in this life? 30 years, 40 years, 50 years, 120? That's still not even ONE day in Allah (s.w.t)'s measurements for the Hereafter. So imagine how SMALL humans are. How tiny we are in this world. Imagine how small our problems are compared to the turmoil and torture of the Day of Judgement. With every tick of the clock we are a second closer to the end. So, if you died this minute what would you have wished you could've done? Think. And now get up and do it.