Your Home, A Masjid at Night* [[-- Part 2 of 2 --]]

 *Your Home, A Masjid at Night*

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بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Do not be content with being a solitary traveller who has packed only for himself. Be the guide of a caravan. Strive to be the reason the doors of Jannah open for you and for those you love. Ensure that your legacy in this world is not just wealth or property, but a family that meets its Lord in a state of pleasure, a family whose night prayers become a continuous stream of reward flowing to you, long after you have embarked on your final journey.

Start tonight. Pray your Tahajjud, and then, with love and wisdom, wake up a soul you care about. For in guiding them to the darkness of the night prayer, you are securing for yourself an eternity of light.

This reminds me,

For years, Brother Jamil’s secret was the cold tile beneath his feet in the deep, silent night. His Tahajjud prayers were his personal sanctuary. He prayed for everything, but most fervently, he whispered the prayer of Prophet Ibrahim (a. s.): "My Lord, make me and my descendants establishers of prayer." 📚(Quran 14:40) He longed for a legacy of faith, not just wealth, for his wife and two children.

One winter night, watching his sleeping family, the analogy struck him: his entire life was a pre-journey preparation for Akhirah. But what good was a perfectly packed suitcase if those he loved most were left vulnerable? A profound conviction settled in his heart. His worship was not complete if it was only for himself.

He initiated efforts of waking up his family members for Tahajjud. It wasn't easy at a start, but slowly, the sacred darkness began to change them. Jamil watched his wife find a deep, unshakable peace that brightened her entire day, and he saw a unique light of faith kindle in his son’s eyes. Their family Tahajjud became a silent, powerful bond, a shared secret of divine love that fortified them against the noise of the world and evil plans of all evil creatures.

Years later, when Jamil’s own journey to the Akhirah began, a profound silence settled in the house. But on the very first night after his burial, his wife awoke to an empty space beside her. Her heart led her to the prayer room, where she found young Adam and Abdallah (ages below 13 years) already standing in front of Allah - in prayers. They had laid out three prayer mats. With tears streaming down her face, she joined them (using the third prayer mat), and as they bowed, she felt a certainty warmer than the dawn. Jamil was gone, but his record of good deeds remained wide open. Every prostration and Du'a his family members made, became a continuous, flowing reward—an eternal harvest from the seeds of guidance he had so lovingly planted, ensuring he would never stop receiving the blessings of the sacred nights he had gifted them.

Major Lesson:

The most valuable legacy a believer can leave is not material wealth, but a living tradition of faith. By guiding one's family to righteous deeds like Tahajjud, a person secures a continuous stream of divine reward that flows to them long after their death, turning their loved ones into a perpetual source of blessings for their own Akhirah journey.