It gives you an idea about who you really are:
We're designed to perform. Our mental, physical, and spiritual qualifications can enable us to perform with excellence, achieving and surpassing expectations easily. The complexity of our creation is startling; how we can capitalize on our potentials to give birth to astounding results will always assign amazement to the will and grit of humans.
It sucks to have a speed limiter on a sleek-looking M3 BMW, simply because it's designed to heal a passion for speeding and aggressive driving. It sucks to have a plastic cover on an all-new IPhone 4g, because, in this way, you will never be able to experience the staggering clarity of its screen. It sucks to have a limitation depleting the excellence of a performance that can be given in the absence of what consumes and stunts ideal performances.
The amazing thing about Islam is how healing it is; it's your gateway to ideal performances in all respects. Allah designed your excellence. He gave you the manual to performing at maximum. You can achieve ceaselessly and aspire to the unreachable when your mind is free of the lures and distractions that can cripple you from achieving. When you fall for a lure of a female or the glamour of solely consuming the achievements of others, you feebly accept performing with stifling limiters that resemble how tight chains can disapprove a willingness to march. You can never understand yourself and your potentials when you're consumed and lost in the ever-speeding swirls. You will keep promising yourself to achieve and change, and continually you will keep falling. It depletes and demeans your presence as a human to be apprehended by the distant murmurs of pretty feminine faces and an influx of marketing efforts providing you with a false sense of self-importance to thrive upon the financial value that you can offer them. It's a dark and cruel feeling to not really be able to understand your own potentials and what you can really achieve.
Islam is in your best interest; the regulations based upon complex psychological concepts that our inferior minds will never manage to grasp are designed to suit your manner of creation. Our gradually increasing infatuation by life sometimes disables us to see things for what they really are. Islam is awesome; the way it makes you feel in-control of your life, the way it induces you to change and spare yourself feeling consumed with what lapsed already. It requires no exorbitant prices to pay in return of getting a grip on your life; all you have to really do is to understand the sole route to genuine and deception-free happiness.
You know, it's easier said than done. I mean, I can relate to the monstrous inner-conflicts that we all experience involuntarily by life's provision of lures and depleting infatuations. I really understand for I personally am embracing a life that feels like being on a scary rollercoaster. The difficulty lies within how defining a choice can be, a choice that many wish that you will remain inferior enough to not be able to take it, a choice that tinge your life with purifying serenity; a choice to finally refrain from what consumes you once and for all. It really feels so good to eye yourself in mirrors and see nothing contaminating your reflection; no dark secrets, no more silent screams for getting out of the darkness. Feel that and you will come to terms with what happiness really feels like.
Respect yourself as a human being and allow your complete focus to get trained on what is significant. Have a hard-to-reach goal and keep pursuing it with persistence. Caution stumbling over valueless metals that shine like gold. Embrace our healing Islamic regulations and try as strenuously as possible to be a joyful representation of likeable moralities and behaviors.
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ιиѕριяє∂ ву: Experiencing the startling difference between 2 different ways of living
