In the the Blessed Month of Ramadan….woke up at around 4:00 in the morning for suhur Alhamdulillah. At work the morning was a bit painful, may they be an expiation for my sins inshaAllah, my stomach was hurting and I was fatigued. Alhamdulillah, suddenly while working, I began to think about the wonders and miracles of Allah (S.W.T), Here’s one for you science guys….

The Kidneys are a regulatory organ for the body. Through the Kidneys, the blood is filtrated and waste is taken out of the body. The Kidneys also play an integral role in regulation of blood pressure, blood pH, osmotic pressure, and many other things. Allah has blessed us with 2 kidneys. Wonderful fact, if one fails, the other can take on the work of both no problem, inshaAllah, in many cases. In relation with other biological systems of the body such as the cardiovascular and pulmonary system, the kidneys at times can adjust to keep the body at a good standing. If there is a blockage in blood flow, before the blood reaches the kidneys, a substance called Aldosterone is made within the body to raise the blood pressure. I think ,remembering off hand that Aldosterone is made by the liver. If it comes to the point where the body is in a weakened state and cannot make Aldosterone, the liver will produce a lipoprotein(s) that can be used as a substitute for aldosterone.
Alhamdulillah, your body is an automated, biological wonder that outmatches anything that man could ever invent or dream of. And for the most part it’s healthy, and when it’s sick… well when it’s sick, you know, and if you don’t you will.
Another scientific study on the body….

Hit your head, damage your brain, no really don’t do that. If this occurs, scientists and doctors have witnessed that parts of the brains that are paralyzed due to trauma are closed off, while in repair, the function is rewired in the brain around the injury area to work with some injuries.

Alhamdulillah.

I don’t know about you but at work, with no food, fasting fisibilillah in the month of Ramadan I was very happy to think about these wonders. Alhamdulillah, Allahu Akbar!!! And many things in the body are still a mystery like the cause of kidney stones. Allah is great and every day we should praise Him and be mindful of what the favours of our Lord. La ilaha illa Allah wa Muhammadan Rasulullah! Alhamdulillah!!!!

So I say all that to say, after thinking about these things, still fatigued, I got a burst of energy and completed my day with a smile and provoked thought and good conversation with my co-workers. Allah has truly blessed us.

AsSalaamu Alaikum

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Some muslims think its mothers/fathers day is haraam because its imitating the celebrations of the “kufaar”…personally I dont see anything wrong with a day(s) dedicated to our parents! but thats just me.

As I stated in your so timely part 2 Obama post , that is our struggle , this play on words as if we should question who we are. I am a decendant of Indigenous Americans and African slaves. I can trace back my maternal lineage to the first of us who landed to America, unfortunately where the ship picked my ancestor up is still a mystery. Such things don’t discourage me and I don’t need anyone to validate my blackness. Allah made me and His Authority over me is the Authority I submit to. Conveying that to my brothers and sisters in race is sometimes extremely difficult. The condition is so set,within our culture, we don’t see it. Fanon, in the book ” Black Skin,White Mask” recalled a period in Trinidad where glanced upon a darker skinned person on a bus, he himself being of the lighter complexion. He glanced at him with disgust, like who is this dark person? which caused in him an epiphany, I’m black like this person is black, why am I looking at this person with such disdain because he’s black? In so many we have been witnesses and victims of similar treatment, especially as intellectuals. But it’s a game you see, that’s skinny. Life must lived and the end of the day, blacks must realize that whole heartedly unconsciously and consciously that we are equal as men and women as humans to everyone and don’t have to classify ourselves by the standards of our skin color set by our oppressors.

I consider myself part of the African diaspora, a part that is often overlooked. My parents are from Nigeria, we are from the Ibo tribe, yet I am an American by birth, schooling, and in many ways upbringing. I am African American, have dual-citizenship, yet many black Americans with almost no connection to Africa often question my Americanness with questions like “when did you come over here” or “where are you from” and Africans question my African credentials by saying that I am American not African. The issues of race and racial identity are indeed complex.

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I pray you enjoy blog. I’m getting use to all of this computer blogging stuff.

I am looking to get married or so i think.. or atleast I have hopes in doing so… because I just turned 21 and you know what that means? thats like 40 yrs old to most muslim men… so i got to go out there and catch myself someone… sheeeesh..