In each one of us there is an insecurechild. We thrive on appreciation and validation, and sometimes when thesedispel, we fade with them under the bleak night skies. When we return home,when we walk away from the glaring night lights and the marching crowds, wefind ourselves alone, bare and naked to the image that we bear towardourselves. Some survive the silent nights. Some sleep with peace and comfort.Yet some suffer from a scarred past. Some feel valueless and insecureregardless of how much validation they receive. Their shaped figures, eloquentspeeches and sound minds stand weak against the void in their souls and hearts.Not all sins are committed for the joy ofsinning. Sometimes the underlying motives are those of finding worthiness andvalue. Women concede to the charming words of a lustful lover because in them,they find validation and transitory reassurance. They can trade the sight of theirbare bodies with words of divine praise and appreciation. And when the wolf nolonger finds sweetness in the flesh of the deer, he leaves her sprawled andexposed, squeaking in pain after falling for another lure.
Men impose excessive forms of control toprove their existence, to feel validated and honored in ways that aredestructive. Under the heat of stereotyped definitions of manhood, they can gofar to conform, to prove something to their incomplete selves. It is worthinessand security that we seek. Whores do not think of sex as a sport; it is theirdeviant choice to feel dignified and needed. We don't all lapse because we'reGod-defying creatures with a flair for being astray; sometimes we simply needto heal ourselves from the inside; to search righteously for peace; to stoppursuing cheap ways for seeking attention and validation. After all, the bitternessof realizing that nobody is selfless enough to spend his/her night strokingyour hair to sleep, will make you realize that validation is best sought in thecontext of spirituality where you feel completed and congruent with your corevalues.
And here comes the magic of beingconnected to Allah; to perceive a prayer as a desired meeting with the holycreator whose promises of aid and forgiveness can heal the darkest heart. Whenmy eyes scan the holy Qur'an, I usually cry; it is a book designed with unprecedentedhandling of the human soul. Our lord, who understands it the most; who knowswhat dignifies it and what plunges it under the thick layers of mud.
I understand for I have been there. In afake, mad world you could pursue reassurance and validation through conformityto social standards and acts that are far too deviant and consuming for a humansoul to handle. Stay out of there. Pray and do it for the love of creator.Understand the essence of Islam and the affection that you should feel towardsyour creator. Love and obey him to receive a life of balance and comfort thatnothing else in this mystifying universe can bring to your heart.
And remember that the possibility for atrue change is always available and excluding it as a delusional act of yourmind. Stay safe and secure. Sleep well. Pray. Rectify and repent swiftly.Challenge your past with a hope for a better future. Don't let up. -----------------------------------------
ιиѕριяє∂ ву: A deeper look at the underlying motives of certain sins
