My second entry on this blog was not, as many of my other entries are, old thoughts that had taken time to articulate into words. Rather, that entry was exactly what and how I felt at the time. It was a new view- a new, unpresedented feeling. I felt like my eyes had finally opened. When I look back, I wonder how on Earth I could have been so blind to the message of Imam Hussein (as) for so long. At the same time, I feel blessed for God to have allowed me to find it.
As time has passed over the recent months, this feeling has grown into something much more beautiful- something more from the soul as opposed to mere intellect. I feel unexplainably fortunate when I look back at the seemingly insignificant things that have caused me to feel the way I do. Small things- seeing someone dedicate their services to Imam Hussein (as), things people have said in passing about him, and my own pondering and admiration for his stand for justice.
My feelings are difficult to put into words. To say the least, this feeling can no longer be contained within myself- I need to do something and show him how I feel. I want the world to know how great he was despite its inability to do him any justice. I want to stand for whatever he stood for and be one to defend what he defended and fight what he fought. I want to be loyal to him.
If this is not falling in love, I really don't know what is.
wow. just wow.
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