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Hijrah Kita

Alhamdulillah.. Alhamdulillah.. Alhamdulillah..
Kita masih diberi kesempatan untuk terus bernafas hari ini, masih diberi peluang untuk terus menikmati hadiah Allah yang tak bertepi ni.

Tau kan kita dah berjaya jumpa 1433H? Seronok rasanya hati ini. Sebab Allah bagi masa lagi untuk saya perbaiki diri saya yang serba serbi tak sempurna ni. Begitu juga anda kan? :) So, hari ni adalah hari Asyura! Saya teruja, tapi tak macam sebelum ni, saya dan kawan-kawan masak bubur asyura samesame. ~haih.. tahun ni melepas laa~

1433-tanda dah 1433 tahun juga kalendar Hijrah mula di'establish'kan sejak zaman Khulafa' ArRasyidin. Perkiraan yang dimulakan saat Rasulullah dan sahabat berhijrah ke Madinah melambangkan satu pengorbanan yang tak terduga hebatnya. Mampu ke kita.. melakukan hijrah seperti baginda?

Tak perlu susah-susah fikirkan ke mana perlu kaki ini melangkah untuk melakukan hijrah sehebat baginda. Kita perlu tahu mana letaknya hijrah kita. Hijrah kita pada hati, bukan pada kaki. Biar zahirnya tampak mudah, hakikatnya perjuangan kita tak kurang sukarnya. (takde la sesukar mana.. tapi memandangkan zaman yang penuh hedonisme ni, susah jugak la kan?)

Hijrah hati kita untuk tinggalkan yang jahiliyyah, tinggalkan yang lagha, yang sia-sia bukan suatu usaha yang mudah. Ya, hijrah kita tak sehebat Rasulullah dan sahabat baginda. Tapi saat hati mula diulit dengan hiburan, semuanya jadi sukar. Saya juga antara yang bergelumang dengan hiburan ni. Dan, jujur saya katakan, IANYA SUKAR UNTUK BERHIJRAH. :(

Biarlah usaha hijrah kita, kita jejak sedikit demi sedikit. Perubahan yang mendadak, khuatir akan menyebabkan kita jatuh lebih mendadak. Ya, kita perlu berlari kepada Allah, agar Allah jua dekat dengan kita. Tapi, saya sebagai hamba yang masih belum dapat mengawal nafsu saya.. saya tak mampu untuk berlari. Sekadar mampu merangkak. Masih belum punya kekuatan untuk mengangkat kaki dan melangkah laju. (Allah... ampunkan hambaMu ini..)

Sekarang ni, apa azam tahun baru anda? Saya dah ada.. and I'm striving towards it insyaAllah. Anda bagaimana? :)
Pada Allahlah segala kebaikan


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