Acceptance in Plants.

Its early morning and raining here. I have one of those french doors in my room that opens up to our backyard. So I couldn’t help but sit by the door when I heard the rain. The view from here gives me so much comfort, and the sound of rain is like music to my ears. We have a little garden of organic vegetables on one side of the backyard and roses and other kinds of flowers on the other. I wonder what these plants would say if we could hear them talk. When I was young, I used to avoid walking on grass as I felt it would hurt them. Talk about being too sensitive :/

 As I watched them soaking in the rain I saw.. acceptance. Acceptance of rain even if it was in torrents. They take in the sun’s excessive heat and get covered in snow in winter. They get walked upon, even trampled over. But you still see them produce the most beautiful flowers and fruits. You don’t see any defiance or rejection. And that is what we need more of in our lives: Absolute Acceptance. That no matter what comes our way, the good, the bad and the ugly (or should I say the good, the good and the good since all affairs of the believer are always good. So lets put a positive spin on it :)), we accept it, and  do our best to yield only the best of fruits for our aakhirah.
The plants know their purpose and they do whatever it takes to fulfil that purpose; no questions asked. We know our purpose. And like the plants, we know our lives here are temporary. We, too, should accomplish that purpose in this fleeting abode and work our hardest so we can enjoy our fruits in the hereafter; no questions asked.

 وَالْآخِرَةُ عِندَ رَبِّكَ لِلْمُتَّقِينَ

“..And the Hereafter with your Lord is for the righteous.” 



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