Am I properly buckled up for life? I wonder sometimes. By the way, this, surprisingly, is the 930th post for this blog. Feels like I have driven 930 miles. Alhamdulillah ala kulli hal. Praise be to God regardless of the circumstances, though there were times when I met people through this blog to whom I wanna sing the first line of Christina Perri's Jar of Hearts, - 'No I can't take one more step towards you...'
But life is like that, it's like driving and oftentimes we get distracted by quite a few things along the way. Imagine what might happen if you didn't have your seat belt fastened? You and I know that the deen is our seat belt. A true believing heart is a safety harness. With God's guidance you just know when something has gone amiss and you quickly steer onto the right road. My mother is my seat belt. My late father used to be my seat belt. That they, just by being who they are and you knowing you have them, keep you fastened to your seat and drive on.
Oh surely thanks to my father for teaching me the common prayer for travelling: Subhanallazi sakharalana haza wama kuna lahu mukhrini wa inna ila rabbina lamun qalibun.
I remember one time when I was in my early 20s, during my jahiliyah days, for some reason I had gotten the du'a mixed up with another version so I asked one "pious" man at my office and to my surprise he didn't know! This was the man whom I knew had been mocking me for my outer appearance. So there, never ever judge people by their clothes.
Anyway, how apt the meaning of the aforementioned du'a:
"Glory be to the one who has subjugated this [vehicle] for us whereas we were not able to subjugate it on our own. And we will certainly be returning to our Lord."
Yes, because we cannot subjugate our vehicle and we do not know what to expect, therefore, we need to buckle up for life. Let's buckle up with our faith. Let's buckle up with our trusty invisible seat belt - people who want us to be safe and stay safe all the way. Allah bless them all.