Sadullah Khan – Developing a Qur’anic Personality To be and What not be. #25
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The speaker reads a piece of literature on the importance of the night of power and the dressing up of Muslims in the world. They reflect on the conditions of those who normally live by what was revealed on the night and express their belief that the night of power is a powerful act that activates the spirit of Jesus. They also mention the importance of the night of peace and the potential for Islam to empower individual individuals.
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Tonight is one of the probable nights of
power, Leila Qadr,
and today is also
designated as International Quds Day
in solidarity with the struggle of people in
Palestine and elsewhere.
And therefore, I wish to read a not
give a talk necessarily,
but use the opportunity of a reflective piece
that I wrote
on one of the nights of Qadr
regarding the night of power and the situation
of the Muslims in the world. And I
thought it appropriate that I may read it
here tonight on one of the nights of
power.
I
sit pensively in front of my PC,
my modern day column,
trying to capture my thoughts
and shape in words the echoes of my
heart.
Words may be mere symbols,
but they do carry meaning.
They express feelings,
and they convey ideas.
Through words, we are able to communicate
with one another,
understand
experiences of each other,
shape expectations of one another,
and even relate our dreams and aspirations.
Through these words,
I relate to you.
I am humbled by the silence of the
night,
confronted by the turbulence of my soul,
how through the words of the Almighty,
Surely in the long wake of the night,
the soul is most receptive.
The soul is most receptive
and the words are more effective.
There is perhaps a higher purpose
behind Allah's choosing the night
for the commencement
of the final revelation.
It's not Yomul Qadr, it's Leiratul Qadr. Allah
chose a night.
The night is indeed conducive to quietness,
to serenity,
to calmness,
to peacefulness
and tranquility,
suitable for the nourishment
of the soul.
I reflect on the most auspicious of all
knights,
the night of power, the night of majesty,
the night of grandeur, the night of dignity,
the night of destiny, and the night of
determination.
A night greater than a a 1000 months.
A night celebrated by Muslims throughout the world.
A night of historic significance
marking
the commencement of the final divine communique from
the divine.
A revelation
that affected the nations and their destiny. It
affected the fate of nations and their
forever.
Forever.
The rising of the dawn.
Implying
that the realization of the sanctity of this
night
could act as a shield against all forms
of things that are unsavory,
unpleasant,
or improper.
Allowing those who live by what was revealed
on this night to experience tranquility
and harmony with peace of mind.
I cannot but help and reflect on the
condition of those who commemorate this night with
me all over the world, my Muslim brothers
and sisters.
Images come to my mind.
Images that grip the very essence of my
conscience,
shaking the core of my being in the
darkness of the night.
Images of images of the refugees of Afghanistan
in Syria,
of the poverty stricken in Somalia,
of the abused in Kashmir,
Uighur in China, the Rohingya in Burma, of
the homeless in Palestine, the orphans in Chechnya
and Yemen, and those who are humiliated in
India.
Yes.
They too belong to my faith tradition.
They too commemorate the night of power and
the night of peace,
but they have neither power nor peace.
They are believers who are neither safe
nor are they secure.
They are living in degradation,
bearing the brunt of Muslim subjugation
and Muslim
disunity. They cry
exasperated cries of desperation
while enduring
the obscenities of history at the hands of
oppressors.
I reflect on the night of power.
Those it empowered,
the once powerful,
now powerless Muslims.
Once the bearers of the torchbearers of civilization,
now the victims
of global injustices.
Never in the history has a community of
faith been so displaced,
so victimized
on such a large scale as the ummah
has been in the last 63 years.
The fact that over 70%
of all the refugees in the world at
present are Muslim,
bears testimony to that fact.
All our collective mechanisms of religiosity,
our attempts at spirituality,
and our claim to intellectualism,
all of these are unable to cover the
ugliness of the absence of power.
Not the power to conquer or the power
to rule,
merely the power to at least safeguard
the innocent
amongst our
own. How we long for the fruits of
the night of power.
How we long for the fruits of the
night of power. Per
chance, if we reconnect to the source of
power,
we could insha Allah be re empowered.
Just a reminder to the Jamah that tonight
there will be