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Thankfulness!!

Just writing here cuz I think I must, or else my mind will go nuts.. I am screwed today!!

I just thought that ofcourse everyone doesn't have what they want, most people lose what or whom they have, yet they have other things, other bounties.. some people don't have even those bounties.. Man is so selfish that if Allah takes either of his assumed possessions man can't stand it. Man thinks God has snatched it away, but man never realizes that it was God who had given such lovely gifts. What if God had decided never to give those gifts in the first place?? Then what?? How'd he miss them had he not received them??

Its hard thinking that way, its so impossible..Man is man after all, entirely human, but one should try thinking that way.. Sometimes I am scared that I am ungrateful to God.. Yet, I know I am not.. I can't thank Him enough for what He gave me..

done!!! I wish I understand more of it though!!

Comments

Sarah said…
Really nice post. Sometimes I know I can be a complete ingrate, thinking that things are unfair. But then something [i]always[/i] happens to remind me of how fortunate I am. I wonder for how long Allah (swt) can put up with me going through this cycle of ungratefulness/gratefulness. I am human afterall, so I hope he realises that I truly am grateful, even if there are a few moments of ungratefulness here and there. But true, we can't be grateful enough.

Off-topic, do you ever use a word so much that it starts to sound funny, wrong or mis-used to you? lol
Anonymous said…
hi kara just decided to comment so there was some proof of me visiting here. i must say i dont comment much, i guess when i get here i really dont know what to say. i tend to ramble on and spam the other girls blogs.
Karachiite said…
Sarah, yeah exactly the same thing happens with me, and that is when I realize that God has been kind to me..He is kind to everyone..

Well, yes there are these words, which when ppl say don't make any sense to me, "Sorry" being one... Most ppl say sorry easily, as if it didn't matter in the least what happened.. Personally, the word that I use often I think errrmmm hmmm now what is that??? will think and answer.. :d thats one hard question!!

Rafidite, thanks for coming sis..proof allrite!!! :D
Khalil said…
Yeah it's true...we never seem to count our blessings properly...

But on a slightly unrelated thing how do u know when God is doing something or its ur fault...like when u fail an exam how do u know it was because that was what was best for u or because u were too lazy to revise?
Karachiite said…
Ibrahim, lets say if one fails an exam, would God ever think failin an exam would be good?? but suppose that exam is in a foreign land, and if u take it n clear, u get a job there, meaning u gotta leave family here..and say that u work hard yet fail..hmm..it can be considered best for you, ur family needs and will need you in future..

besides this there are things which are not in our control, say death..when it coem sto life n death God knows best..

when I get low marks for instance on sc trivia..sheesh..thats because of my dialup not coz its best for me..lol..

as for the test it really depends on us, if I didn't revise, I know I'll fail..but if I did, and still got low marks or failed, hmm..I always find excuses somehow, wrong marking, or maybe I had to lose..

Once when I was in grade 4, here we have finals every year from K.G onwards..I suffered from Jaundice two months before the finals, and missed the last days work, nonetheless I worked hard!! and I came 2nd..when I got home, I was ranting that why???? hehe.. but Mom said see its not that u didnt work hard, or after illness u should have gotten 1st, but that other kid who stood first perhaps it was their chance,they did better ofcouse, everyone wishes just like you..sometimes things do happen for the best, maybe my comin 2nd was best for other kid.. :P
Khalil said…
"aybe my comin 2nd was best for other kid.. "

I never thought of it like that...
Karachiite said…
"I never thought of it like that... "

New dimension, explore it.. it serves better for consolation..
Sarah said…
"God does not help those who do not help themselves."

If you don't study for an exam and instead just pray that you do well on it, chances are you won't do well.

Of course there will be times where you study so much and hope to do well, but you still do poorly. :S That's the professor's fault for making the exam so difficult! lol :-P
Jamal Ashiqain said…
Allah has everything in his firm control, Only our thoughts and deeds are free, We fail because we don’t work hard or maybe if we would have got all 100% marks we would have become Proud.

At times we become very thankless to our creator, I often say I don’t have this or that, but if I would have all I had wished for, would I have remembered Allah? , would I have been so sensitive ? .. Maybe I would have been a heartless being if I had all I wished for.

We are created in such a way that we have certain weaknesses, and if we overcome our weakness and stay at the right track we are successful in life, It's not about praying 5 times a day, it's about believing in Allah and in the fact that he has a firm control on absolutely everything.
Karachiite said…
Exactly, when we don't get something, its worth is increased more..

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