Written by Theresa Corbin and originally posted on aboutislam.net
The first few days are a breeze. I always worry if I will make it through them before Ramadan even begins. But they always end up being the easiest.
Then the dark circles set in, the lips begin to chap, and, if I let myself, I could sleep 12 + hours a day.
These symptoms usually set in around day 10 for me. But this is also the time I hit a rhythm in Ramadan and despite eating less, I can taste a different kind of sweetness.
Indeed he who is pleased (and content) with Allah as his Lord (Rubb), Islam as his Deen and Muhammad as his Messenger has tasted the sweetness of faith (iman).” (Muslim)
I know this is true, but it is hard to describe the feeling. Even though the body is uncomfortable, the heart finds solace in the satisfaction of striving in Ramadan. It is a feeling to which nothing else compares.
Hold this World in Your Hand
I am ashamed to admit it but sometimes I try to fit the life of this word into a vessel that will never accept it. It’s so easy to be seduced by all the things that glitter around us. It is comfortable to fall back on old habits. It’s our nature to seek the path of least resistance.