Tamara Gray – Illness of the heart from not knowing the Prophet (s) and the Unseen

The dunya is love of this world. We love this world today, not

because we love it so much, but because we believe in it. We're

like, this is a table. I know it's real. This is a table. It has four

legs. I know it's real. I can believe in it. I can love it. I

can get a more expensive one. I can get one made by a famous

furniture designer, and love it even more. But we don't have

we don't love the angels. We don't see them. We don't really

experience them. We don't have love for the miracles of the

karamat, of the Olia. What is that? That's a legend from a long

time ago. We don't feel and understand the reality of angels,

jinn and the unseen world,

the unseen world. That's just, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's we learn

about that in Sunday school. It's Syria. No one is saying it's not

real, but we don't feel it like we feel the table. And so, of course,

we love what we know. We love what we know. Even the Prophet saw him.

Who knows the Prophet? SallAllahu, sallam, we don't know the Prophet

saw them anymore. Muslims don't know the Prophet. Forget about

peoples of other faiths. Of course, they don't know Him, if we

don't know him,

but we don't know the Prophet because we have been trained since

1096, when Pope Urban, the second sent the very first Crusade, and

after him, generation after generation after generation of the

English canon of literature, from Frankenstein to from Dante to

Frankenstein to gold to Voltaire, one after another. Create to

Luther. Martin Luther creating a villain named Muhammad.

I'm not saying that we learn that directly, but we pick it up.

There's a fruit if you pick it up, everyone in the Arab world knows

you have to have thick rubber gloves to pick it up or you're in

trouble. So if you don't know that, and you pick it up, you're

going to get little, teeny, tiny cactus bits in your hand. And then

you look and you can't see them. It's not like a sliver. You go to

you wash it, it's still there. You have to literally, like, go like

this and find it and use a

tweezers to pull it out. This is the state of the heart of most

Muslims today.

It is a heart filled with cactus,

cactus pins, if you will. I don't what they're called about the

Prophet sallallahu, alayhi, salam,

each time we read in a textbook as a child in public school,

something that was a little bit off when we had to read

Frankenstein, even Anne of Green Gables and all these different

books and places, a social studies book, something you Googled, a

YouTube video that you saw, a movie.

Literature after literature after literature that presented Muslims

as terrorists or as Islam. Is the problem. All of these things

collect around our hearts, little bits of cactus that hurt, but as a

result, we don't, we don't love the Prophet like we love this

table, because we know the table, but we don't know the Prophet

sallay Salam, not anymore, not really, not really. And so we end

up with an ill heart. There's a sick heart. There's sickness in

the heart. But dunya, we love the world more than we love the things

of the next world.