Someone asked me why I am awake at this hour. (It's 1AM in NYC.) I said there is a lot to do. (Thread)

They asked if I was tired. I thought for a moment and said no I am not, alhamdulillah.

My body is a little tired. But my heart is going strong right now alhamdulillah and wants to keep moving for the people I love and energizes itself through the love given to and received from those people.

Bodies can get tired. But we are much bigger than our bodies. The Prophet Muhammad, peace and blessings be upon him, once was asked about his sleep and he said, "My eyes, they sleep, but my heart does not sleep."

That even when his physical was in a state of slumber, his internal was in a state of wakefulness.

That's the kind of heart that I want to have.

One that controls the body. Not one that is controlled by the body.

A heart that overpowers the ego. Not one that succumbs to it. The kind of heart that you see with and brings to the forefront what simply is not visible and will never be visible to the eye alone.

The kind of heart that compels the body that it beats deeply within to be kind and compassionate, gentle and courageous. To be honest and attentive, content and patient. To be just and appreciative, forgiving and apologetic.

A heart that seeks to connect other hearts that similarity through those shared values and more. And never to be one that connects to another only because of a similarity of the external - race, ethnicity or class.

If you're up in these blessed late night hours, say a prayer for me and my heart and I'll say one for you and yours. May Allah accept and grant us better than what we asked of Him for each other. Ameen.