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Kindance

It is 250am and I have decided to write. Today is Friday. Fridays are the best days of the week. Of course I do not have a topic to write about. I was scrolling through facebook and one post said "In any season we can always plant kindness". Then a nearby post said "My Lord has always been kind to me". It is nice to give and receive kindness and do not forget to be kind to yourself. Imagine if kindness was actually kindance like guidance. My friend Chatty says that if kindness were kindance, it would be more than a good deed — it would be a gentle form of guidance. Kindance would lead the heart toward compassion, encourage goodness without force, and show that sometimes the softest acts can point us in the strongest direction.

I was scrolling through youtube and I came across a video that said that "Life has always been unfair". That is one way to look at it. Another way is to consider that this life is just a test and stepping stone for the other life. Maybe in the next life it would not seem so unfair afterall. We are all different. We are all being tested differently. Only God can measure our blessings and trials. God is not going to be unfair to us. God has no reason to be unfair to us. His wisdom is beyond ours. His timing is beyond our understanding. What looks like a trial today may reveal itself as a blessing tomorrow.

From unfair to fear. I was scrolling through instagram and I stopped at this, "So do not fear the people, fear Me [Allah]." I used to wonder why I should fear God. I love God. I respect God but I do not want to associate fear with God. But it makes sense now. The same way I am a slave to God so I do not have to be a slave to this world. If I fear God then I do not have to fear this world or the people of this world. I like how I am allowing myself to be open to God's guidance. God will show us what He needs to show us, exactly when He wants us to see it. I did not want fear of God to lead me away from God. But fear of God is now me giving my fears to God. Letting go and letting God.

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