I urge each eye that reads my words, each ear that hears my voice to notify their brains to think. Think about what matters to you. To reconsider what it means to stand up for what you believe in. Examine what is that you know. Examine what it is that you belief in.
For a belief is different than a fact. To know is different than to think. What is it that you know? A man must be what he knows. What are you made of? Whom are you? Who are you?
Are you riding on the backs of others as in invisible subject to a leader of x or are you the leader organizing your life to the rights of what is known to be fair and righteous?
Live, Love and Learn.
If you can’t cook, how will you take care of your wife?
said no mother, ever. - onesiraat
I don’t know what the context is behind this post and I don’t know what happened to compel you to create it but my mother has told me countless times to learn to cook so that I can cook for my wife and family.
I was not raised by a mindless woman. I was not raised by a foolish woman. I was not raised by a dumb woman.
My mother taught me that I have my place within my marriage. She taught me that I must support my wife until God separates us through death and, Inshallah, re-unites us in the afterlife; that responsibility lies within me to guide my wife and children towards Allah(swt); that ultimate bliss will lie under the feet of my children’s life-giver; that my wife has three times the right that I do for my children; that my wife will be the gate of my salvation.
How dare you ascribe me as an exemplar of improper upbringing over an assumption of my mother’s ignorance of what it means to be a husband based off an experience you went through of which I’m assuming was backed by blind culture and naive tradition.
How dare you insult my mother.
This post is not only directed solely at the OP but also all of those who reblogged and agreed with it.(via analyticalmuslim)