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ShaHnaZ Munavvarah Known as NaNaZ by the monkeys and donkeys in my life ;p 15 going on 16
Loving (though a lil' wacky) family consisting of my Humorous Father, Loving mother and amazing lil' sis The Most fantastic Friends *that I'll cherish and never be able to repay) make my Crazy Little world worth living in : ) Major Aim: Be a MusLiM ThroUgH and ThroUgh
ShaHnaZ Munavvarah Known as NaNaZ by the monkeys and donkeys in my life ;p 15 going on 16
Loving (though a lil' wacky) family consisting of my Humorous Father, Loving mother and amazing lil' sis The Most fantastic Friends *that I'll cherish and never be able to repay) make my Crazy Little world worth living in : ) Major Aim: Be a MusLiM ThroUgH and ThroUgh
a>AtiQah
*CaLiStA*
*CeLeStE*
*FeLlY*
*FaRhAnNaH*
*IlMa*
*LyZa*
*MeIqI*
*MuStAqiUm*
*SaAdIqA*
*SiMiN*
*ShIYuN*
*UmA*
*VaLeRiE*
*WeeYiN*
*YanFeN*
*YanFeN*
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Saturday, October 14, 2006
***My FaiTh, Its everything but cRaZy***
The Only One
He's everywhere...
In my thoughts
In my dreams
Wherever I may me
He's right there beside me.
I cannot see him-
Nor can I touch him.
But I know he's always there
Always there to care
To watch over me
And to protect me
He's the only one
Who really knows me
Who sees my faults
And my flaws
Who sees right through me
Who believes in me and my capabilities
He makes me face
Challenges and Obstacles
He tests me-
But at the same time guides me
He may be invisible
But his presence is more than just visible
He is like a light
Always shining bright
Enlightening the path-
The right path
For me travel through
And prove
That my love for Him
Is eternal
For I thrust Him
And belief in Him
Just as He believes in me
And loves me
He is like the meaning of life-
The reason of life
He is God
He is Allah
When I was born I was given a muslim name.
As I grew up, I started hearing the words Islam and muslim, and Allah.
When I went to primary school, I was looked upon as an indian, with hinduisium being my religion.
No one seemed to believe(my classmates and schoolmates that is) that I was a muslim, judging by the fact that I took Tamil and not Malay.
I was not really affected by this then.
To me, My parents were muslims, so that made me one. End of story, the end.
Praying and truly believeing in this God my parents loved and lived for meant (as disheartening as it is for me to say) nothing to me.
I did not try nor did I bother to find out more about Him.
But something happened to me, that really, Really changed my perspective of liFe and Of The ExsIstence Of this God.
It honestly affected me and woke me up.
All of a sudden, this unquenchible Thirst to Know more about This God, who I truly completely and totally believe was the one who saved me, was greater than ever.
And for once In my life, I could proudly say I was a muslim, , without feeling like a total fake.
Believe it or not(I swear to you) my life began to change draMatIcally.
He made So many of my dreams, my wishes and goals come true. He was and still is always there when I need him. He became my confidant and my advisor. I have never heard His voice, but His presence I felt and still feel everywhere.
He never gave up on me, even when I did not believe in His exsistence. Instead he lighted the right path for me to follow when I was lost in this huge jungle of life. He brought me to safety, He brought me to Him.
To me, and to every muslim out there, we exist beacuse of God, for God.
Living in a multi-cultural country, I know many Of my non-muslim friends believe in God as well. Sure not the God I believe in, but whatever it Is, Its God. We all believe He is there to guide us, to support and encourage us. This believe is what bonds humans of all races and religions and different backgrounds together. I think this is really special and we should not ruin it by fighting because we have diffrent beliefs.
posted @ 10:00 PM
***My FaiTh, Its everything but cRaZy***
The Only OneHe's everywhere...
In my thoughts
In my dreams
Wherever I may me
He's right there beside me.
I cannot see him-
Nor can I touch him.
But I know he's always there
Always there to care
To watch over me
And to protect me
He's the only one
Who really knows me
Who sees my faults
And my flaws
Who sees right through me
Who believes in me and my capabilities
He makes me face
Challenges and Obstacles
He tests me-
But at the same time guides me
He may be invisible
But his presence is more than just visible
He is like a light
Always shining bright
Enlightening the path-
The right path
For me travel through
And prove
That my love for Him
Is eternal
For I thrust Him
And belief in Him
Just as He believes in me
And loves me
He is like the meaning of life-
The reason of life
He is God
He is Allah
When I was born I was given a muslim name.
As I grew up, I started hearing the words Islam and muslim, and Allah.
When I went to primary school, I was looked upon as an indian, with hinduisium being my religion.
No one seemed to believe(my classmates and schoolmates that is) that I was a muslim, judging by the fact that I took Tamil and not Malay.
I was not really affected by this then.
To me, My parents were muslims, so that made me one. End of story, the end.
Praying and truly believeing in this God my parents loved and lived for meant (as disheartening as it is for me to say) nothing to me.
I did not try nor did I bother to find out more about Him.
But something happened to me, that really, Really changed my perspective of liFe and Of The ExsIstence Of this God.
It honestly affected me and woke me up.
All of a sudden, this unquenchible Thirst to Know more about This God, who I truly completely and totally believe was the one who saved me, was greater than ever.
And for once In my life, I could proudly say I was a muslim, , without feeling like a total fake.
Believe it or not(I swear to you) my life began to change draMatIcally.
He made So many of my dreams, my wishes and goals come true. He was and still is always there when I need him. He became my confidant and my advisor. I have never heard His voice, but His presence I felt and still feel everywhere.
He never gave up on me, even when I did not believe in His exsistence. Instead he lighted the right path for me to follow when I was lost in this huge jungle of life. He brought me to safety, He brought me to Him.
To me, and to every muslim out there, we exist beacuse of God, for God.
Living in a multi-cultural country, I know many Of my non-muslim friends believe in God as well. Sure not the God I believe in, but whatever it Is, Its God. We all believe He is there to guide us, to support and encourage us. This believe is what bonds humans of all races and religions and different backgrounds together. I think this is really special and we should not ruin it by fighting because we have diffrent beliefs.
posted @ 10:00 PM