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His Light in this Darkness Posted on 02/01/2010 12:00 AM   |  EMail to Friend   |  View Comments (7)

I woke up early today. I don’t know quite what it was but something woke me up. Perhaps it was a dream or a disturbing thought. I do not know for certain but I found myself a shawl, wrapped it around myself and made my way to the terrace right at the top of the house. The sky was still a dark blue but the stars were disappearing and being replaced by a thin thread of orange across the sky as the sun rose and awoke the Mullah’s across the land who made their way to their microphones and called out to the faithful Muslims calling out to them ‘Allah Ho Akbar,..,’ God is great, I bear witness there is no God but Allah...hurry rise up and pray I bear witness there is but one God Allah’ As he calls out for Muslims to awake and pray their namaaz which is one of the 5 pillars of Islam, the neighbours switched a light on in one room, off in another, there was moment, the sound of running water was heard as people did their wudhu (which is the ritualistic required washing of the body to present one’s self clean before Allah in prayer). I was high enough to see into the next street. The Mosque’s car park filled up with cars as people made their way. Over the years more and more people have started to come to the mosque to say their morning prayers. Mostly older men, probably those who have retired and some who will go straight to work from here. Over the years more of these men have grown beards and are not moderates and over the years I have seen the steady stream of little boys in the early evening going to the mosque to learn to read the Koran. As he calls out for the people to recognise the greatness of Allah, a prayer rose from my heart. The thin thread of orange, became a beautiful woven tapestry of orange and purple and shades of paleness and brightness dancing together in the sky testifying to the very greatness of God the Creator and as the darkness of the night sped away and the brightness of the sun began to appear I remembered the words from Isaiah ‘The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light’ and the words became a prayer in my heart. I had counted 10 minerets from where I stood. 10 mullahs were saying the same thing and there was a cacophony of sound around me. Truly I believe God is great. To many the sound of the Adhan or the morning call to prayer is annoying and irritating. But I am always impressed by it. I am impressed because a nation of men and women are being reminded to pray to their God and they do and let's not be fooled that they do it because they have to and fear punishment if they did not do it. Most certainly that is a part of their faith and that is a teaching but there is a sincerity, a reliance on God, an awareness that only He is great and therefore worthy to be remembered throughout the day and bowed before. I remember Daadi would always say, when you hear the adhan, say thank you to God for being the greatest and ask Him to shine His truth into the lives of the Muslims who are talking to Him at that moment. Ask Him to minister to their needs and draw them close to Him that they be saved and transformed and the truth be revealed to them. What a truly awesome God we serve. He will weave a beautiful brightness into their darkness and many are and many more will see the glory of the living God and follow Him. Praise God.