sometimes the working day feels like walking under water.
this weekend really did run past me and i never did get the chance to catch up with it :0)
on Saturday i went to Bury Market and bought jeans and books yipeeee, then in the evening i went to didsbury mosque because every Saturday evening there a girls study circle, and i don't usually go unless I've been asked to cover, so this Saturday i went to help, the circle is aimed at girls aged between 13 -16 and they can seriously be annoying but its worth it when they participate and voice there opinions.
the topic was salah (prayer), and it's always a chore getting them to hush up and listen and leave there mobile phones (i swear i never had a mobile phone until i was like 19) and there is always the bouts of giggling, i never know what they giggle about!!!
my friend started by asking them all to give a fact about salah, and mashallah they where all coming out with different facts like 'salah is part of the 5 pillars of Islam' and 'salah is a form of communication between you and Allah'.
then my friend gave a mini reminder about the importance of praying all 5 prayers and the benefits that come with prayer and after every couple of words one of the girls would have some thing to say, one of the girls asked if it was ok to eat or drink whilst praying so i told her 'only if its halal food' she believed me as well so i had to tell her i was kidding otherwise her parents would tell me off lol.
we kinda got off topic by talking about backbiting which the girls really showed an interest in and then we had to steer it back to the topic on salah.
my friend ended it by telling them a story about a man who approached a sheikh and asked him to make dua (pray) for his wife as she was very ill, and he asked that he announce it in jummah prayers and ask for the musaleen (those who are praying) to make dua for his wife, the sheikh agreed but also asked the man if he prayed himself.
the man replied that he doesn't and the reason why he is not making dua for his wife is because he feels that he is a bad Muslim and that Allah will not accept his prayers, so he would rather ask 'good' Muslims to pray for his wife instead.
the sheikh then told him that Allah is always ready to listen and the man just needed to call him, the number being 2 4 4 3 4, meaning the number of rak3as in the 5 daily prayers as salah is a way of communicating with Allah.
one of the girls turs around to me and takes out her phone and says 'sondes whats that number again to call rabee' loooool
obviously i had to explain to her the story and that it wasn't an actual number, bless.
anyway i thought i would share that amusing story with you all.