Whispers on the Wind.

“Do you trust me?” He whispered again.

Tears streamed down my face as if life or death depended on them reaching the ground, and I felt my ego screaming out as if it were being burned alive, clawing and clinging so it could stay safely within the home it had made for itself – the home it had made within me.

Again, I heard the faintest, feather-like whisper, beckoning me forth.

“Do you trust me?” He said, “Come. This is the way.”

I wiped the tears that had condensed on my pale skin, and I lifted my quivering hand. Reaching out and at the same time feeling my soul release all of the things I had ever known to be my truth.

“I trust you,” I whispered in reply, as shivers ran through my existence. “Allah, I trust you.”

I felt a hand take hold of mine; I was embraced in a way I had never been embraced before; and as I cut free of the chains that had bound me since the moment I took my first breath in this world, I felt more free in that one moment in time, than I had ever felt in my entire life.

I knew the way ahead was going to be steep, demanding and toilsome, yet the peace I felt was indescribable.

Because finally, finally I knew the one thing that I guess I had subconsciously known my whole life: that God was carrying me. He had always been carrying me in the directions I needed to go to truly discover Him. And to discover myself. And I finally realised that no way had ever been wrong, as He had always been guiding me… right.

So when He whispered the words once again, as soft as a mother soothing her newborn baby, “Come. This is the way”, I got to my feet and took my first step and breath in the new life just gifted to me.

“Thank you,” I smiled gently, with my head raised to the sky. And it was then that I finally began the long journey Home – trusting in His love, His mercy and His guidance every single step of the way.

Sabah Ismail 05/03/2020