Love isn’t always easy, so many things can take their toll on our relationships with those we love and it often takes work. So it’s no surprise that when adding the complexity of never having met someone whom we aspire to love, the struggle becomes ever more real.
Don’t worry I’m not about to delve in to the logistics of online romantic relationships, I’ll leave that to Catfish the TV show! Rather I wanted to ponder upon the expectation of all abrahamic religions, that of loving our prophets, people whom we have never met.
For me, the bible always made it sound easy:
“Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy” (Peter 1:8)
In this verse, love is assumed, it doesn’t suggest there could be any struggle in attaining those feelings. However, until very recently I have struggled with the concept of loving a prophet. Should it not be easier? For I know how much these remarkable people went through to ensure you and I got to know our creator. This led me to start thinking about the suffragettes. I often consider how much they fought for me, as a woman, to obtain the right to vote. And that is really humbling. I was taught of what the Pankhursts and their companions endured, and as a result I’ve never allow myself to miss an opportunity to vote and declare my political alligences. Therefore, why couldn’t I open up my heart to my prophet in the same way? If I could be drawn towards making time to vote as a result of the actions of those women who I never knew, then surely as I’ve dedicated time, all be it not enough as I should, over the past few years to learn more about Muhammad (peace be upon him), what has been stopping me from praying in his name or striving to take on his admirable characteristics?
I wanted to share this post for anyone who may also be struggling with the idea of loving their prophet, whichever faith they hold dear. For a few days ago I finally felt that love. I felt close to tears from the warmth of it. When listening to a lecture I was reminded of the following Hadith:
“The Messenger of Allah, peace and blessings be upon him, said, “I wish I could meet my brothers.” The Prophet’s companions said, “Are we not your brothers?” The Prophet said, “You are my companions, but my brothers are those who have faith in me although they never saw me.”
It’s hard to put in to words how much this struck my heart, it’s as if the prophet knew the struggle I would be facing, even thought he’s never met me! Through this verse he showed me that his love was already being sent my way, and I only needed to reciprocate.