I have been waiting for this moment. Watching. Wondering. Whispering silent prayers in the depths of my heart. And today, she walked.
My little orchid, who takes her time to bloom. Who watches the world with careful eyes, absorbing, understanding, before she dares to move. She is not rushed by the ticking of timelines or the weight of expectations. She walks when she is ready on Allah’s time.
Yet, I would be lying if I said I never worried. If I said I never glanced at the milestones, at the charts, at the calendar that seemed to mark time against us. A mother’s heart is tender, always hoping, always questioning...
"Is she okay? Am I doing enough? Should I be worried?"
But today, with her tiny, wobbly steps, she reminded me of a truth greater than any doubt I ever had. Allah’s plan unfolds in perfection. We plant the seeds, we nurture, we pray. But the blooming is never in our hands. It is He who shapes the child in the womb, who decrees the moment of first breath, the first smile, the first step. And just as He wrote the day she would enter this world, He wrote today as the day she would walk.
Not a moment sooner. Not a moment later.
How foolish I was to let worry sit beside my faith. How much sweeter the relief when I let go and trusted. Because today, as she moved forward on unsteady feet, it was as if she carried a message from my Lord Himself: "Place your trust in Me. I will take care of your affairs."
Ya Allah, words cannot hold the gratitude swelling in my chest. I am happy. I am overwhelmed. I am thankful beyond measure. For her steps. For her journey. For the lesson she unknowingly taught me.. That all things come, in the most beautiful way, on Allah’s time.
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