Ramadan day 3. 2016
My mission is Jannah, there is no room for compromise, sleep deprived I will be OK, I can rest when I get there. Hunger stops me in my tracks, I push on, this is training for when this moment, this month will surely end.
I am stocking up on all of my spiritual vitamins, I need to be on top form now to get me through the more difficult days.
I am sweating so hard, is this not enough?
No! there is a voice that responds,
this is nothing my friend,
we have higher mountains to climb,
one day you will arrive,
just keep pushing and strive,
I will be by your side.
I feel so guilty inside,
I am wondering why?
I will not fail I decide,
faith in you is my life,
it is all I will take when I die……
All I will take when I die, when I die, I die.