Yesterday, While on our way back to home from the walk, I noticed this tree, something was remarkable about it, it has no branches, may be they were deliberately ripped off!
It has no branches.
No leaves to dance with the wind. No fruit to offer.
And yet, it stands, Tall. Unshaken.
Why?
Because beneath the surface, its roots run deep. It is deeply rooted. Like this tree, We may feel stripped by life, trials, doubts, losses, silence. But if our roots hold firm, Rooted in tawheed, in truth, in trust, We stand. Alhamdulilah! Adhering to Islam is all about going back to roots, it’s about holding on to what has always been true.
The roots that kept generations standing, When storms came, When seasons changed, When everything else fell away. So don’t chase the branches that wither. Hold to the roots that endure.