When the Heart Knows the Way but the Feet Move Slowly
There are seasons of life when the outside looks calm, but the inside feels like a quiet struggle. This part is about one of those seasons, the kind where a person wakes up knowing exactly what they need, yet somehow drifts through the day doing everything except what matters. For a long time, I thought my biggest obstacle was the world around me. Responsibilities, distractions, tiredness, work, endless tasks. But lately, I’ve learned to look more honestly at myself. And the truth is simple: the hardest challenges are often the ones I create inside my own heart. I say “ihdinash shiratal mustaqeem” , guide us to the straight path, in every salah. The words flow so naturally that sometimes I forget how heavy they are. I’m asking the Creator of the universe to guide me, to show me what is right, to protect me from what harms me. But the surprising part is this: even after making that dua, I still try to carve my own shortcuts. I still chase ease instead of effort, c...
