Loving the prophet Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم , part 1

To love is to be happy, to be content. For love is to be pleased with something, something which gives us happiness. To love is to be healthy, for happiness gives us health whilst sadness and anger give us pain which causes illness. Love is the emotion which has made us who we are, for it was our mothers and our fathers who loved us. Who loved us so much that they made many sacrifices to raise us. Love is beauty. Love is a beautiful emotion, which beautifies human relations. One should always love. One should not hate unless that which is hated deserves to be hated. However ones heart in essence should be a heart which is filled with love, filled with happiness, filled with compassion. We love many things. Just as we love so does the One who created us, the supreme ruler of the heavens and the earth, the entire universe. In existence there are but two. The first. There is the creator, glory be to Him. The creator, the king of the universe has always been and will always be. He is the reality. There was nothing before Him. There is nothing independent of Him. He is the reality. Then the second of these two is that which the creator has created that is everything else besides Him. The creation.   Just as we love so does the One who created us. Who created the very act of love and love itself.   Besides Him there is nothing else besides creation, and besides creation there is nothing else but Him. So from this creation whom or what does He love? Does He love the Sun and the Moon before all else which are nought but glorified rocks or balls? Does He love atoms before all else? He loves the best of creation. The best of creation, صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم, is the one who unlike the Sun can choose to do right or wrong, a being صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم with emotions, with feelings, with pain, with joy, with needs. So who is this one who is the best of creation and the blessed recipient of immense divine love? This one is none other then the noble messenger, the best of creation, the most noble of creatures, Muhammad ibn Abdullah صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم.  muhammad-pbuh-calligraphyIs to love wrong? No, but to love is right. To love is noble. We should love. We must love. We cannot choose not to love. To love is to survive. A man who lives and does not love but bears emptiness or just hate is not living. This is not a true life. Life without love is not life. The love of the Creator is majestic and beyond comparison. His greatness is infinite. His love cannot be compared to our love, for He is the incomparable, the supreme, the majestic, the ultimate One. So how then if we love and He, the Almighty loves can we understand the magnitude of the Creator’s love? We can never come close to the love the creator has for His most beloved, the best of creation, the noble Messenger and mercy to the worlds, Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم. However though our love is nothing compared to the immense and vast love of the Creator for His beloved Messenger we have been told to love the noble Messenger, صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم.


Prayers upon the prophet Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم

Allah, lord of the worlds, lord of creation, lord of the universe, of the seen and the unseen, of the night and the day, of duality, of totality loves his beloved Messenger and sends prayers (salah) upon him صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم.

‘Indeed God and His angels bless the Prophet; O you who have faith! Invoke blessings on him and invoke Peace upon him in a worthy manner.


Quran Surah (Chapter) 33, verse 56.

So if the Almighty sends prayers (salah) upon His Messenger, and so does His lofty assistants, the angels, how can we even get anywhere close to the prayers He bestows upon His noble messenger صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم?

We cannot.

However we must do our best and send profuse prayers (salawat) upon the prophet.

Why should we love the prophet?

Why should we love the prophet so much?

Should we hate?

No, we should not hate. Hate no man. Hate no man in of himself. Hate the evil within him or the evil which he commits but not him in of himself for he may change.


Love your family. Love others.

Love your Lord, the One Who gave you countless blessings including your very existence, your consciousness, your ability to read this, your sight, your touch, your taste, your smell, your hearing, your family, your food, and many more blessings.

Love your Creator. Your Sustainer. Your Lord, Your Protector. Your Helper.

Love Him by loving that and whom He commanded you to love.

Love the one who shed his sweat, who shed his blood, who lost his loved ones, who was beaten, who was insulted, so that he could convey the message of the Creator to the whole of mankind.

Love Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم, the one who has taught you about your Lord, who has taught you to love your Lord, who has taught you to love your parents, who has taught you to feed the orphans, who has taught you to give charity to the needy, the one who has been described as “rahmatul lil ‘aalameen” (mercy to the worlds).

Love him by sending salawat upon him.

Durood upon prophet Muhammad, the best of creation صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم

A follower of Allah, a worshipper of Allah must obey Allah and send prayers (salaam) upon the prophet. I, a humble, simple Muslim, send salawat (prayers upon him), this noble practice being known in Arabic as “durood”.

However when I do durood, I think about him, the beloved of Allah.

– I think of his birth and his mother giving birth to the best of creation and the mercy to the worlds and what a great day it was.

– I think of him, being an orphan and not knowing his father and I wonder who his father was and what he looked like.

– I think of him and how he the young Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم felt when he lost his beloved mother at such a young and tender age.

– I think of him being raised by his foster mother Halima.

– When I give durood, I imagine myself walking with him on the rocks of the Hejaz (western Arabia) when he was there as a young boy and being in the house he lived in with his foster mother.


This is the house in which he spent his infancy. Where he lived with his foster mother. I imagine whilst giving durood, being in that house with him and how the young Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم felt like whilst living there.


This is the outside of the house. I look at the ground, the bushes, the rocks and the hills and imagine the young Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم walking there as a young infant.


This is part of the land where he صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم once used to live in. I imagine him, the best of creation there. I do not watch films made in America and India or other lands, nor do I watch heroes walking in these films, but I imagine the one who taught me and taught us all, to live our lives, to be noble, to be honest, to be just, to be kind, to be generous, walking in this area.

For it is these images, these rocks, these hills, this house which connects me to the life of the one who is loved by the One Who created love itself, Who created me, Who created you, Who created us, Who created all that is, was and ever will be.

When I do my 100 salawat (durood) every day upon the noble prophet, I imagine each stage of his life. His birth, his infancy, his life with his grandfather, his teenage, his life as a young man engaged in trade. He صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم managed trading caravans going from the Hejaz and beyond including it is said Syria. I imagine this. I imagine his footsteps walking on the sand, him breathing the air, the food which he may have eaten and he perhaps not being aware at that stage he was to become the greatest human being ever to walk upon this earth. The champion of the orphans, the hero of the oppressed, the defender of the weak.

At times my first durood is spent thinking about his birth, the second durood is spent thinking of how he was handed to Halima to be taken care of, the third durood is spent thinking of him as a young infant living in the Arabian interior with his foster mother, the fourth durood is spent on thinking of how he felt at the death of his father when he was six as the historians say. Each durood is spent thinking about a different stage, event or aspect of his life from his birth to his death.

I imagine being with him in Mount Hira.


For it was this mountain, that he, the beloved of Allah used to ascend, walking until he reached a cave there. Whilst doing my durood I imagine walking there with him, or imagine him walking there. I imagine his footsteps, I imagine the stones and sand underneath his sandals, and wonder what those sandals looked like, that he used to walk up that mountain.


For it was with those sandals he walked to the cave where he sought the truth. That cave where he slept, that cave where he rested and sat and contemplated deeply immersed in a quest, a search to know what was the Truth. I imagine being with him in that cave or imagine him in that cave. I imagine being his assistant, his servant and the great honour it would be. The honour, the happiness in helping him, in giving him food or attending to any need or problem of his. However he, صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم, was there by himself in that mountain, in that cave.


I imagine the cold nightly breeze as he either walked up the mountain or stayed in the cave.

I imagine many parts of his live, of him preaching the message, of him being rejected by his own people, his own kinsmen, his persecution. I imagine his migration to the city of Madina, of his battles, of him praying, of him teaching his companions (may Allah be pleased with them).

Oh Muslim. Oh follower of Allah. Oh slave of Allah. Obey Allah. Love His messenger.

He has told us to love his beloved messenger.

Love him.

Send durood and salwaat (prayers) upon him in abundance, plentifully. These prayers will help you. This love will help you. This love will give you blessing you in this life, with your family, with your work. Allah loves those who love the one whom He (Allah) loves.

Oh Muslim. Oh follower of Allah. Oh slave of Allah. Obey Allah. Love your family, your parents.

Allah has commanded you to love them.

Oh Muslim be a person whose heart, is a heart of love.

Oh Muslim know that loving the prophet and sending prayers upon him will cause no discomfort to you but you will see blessings, increase and reward in your own happiness, in your business, in your affairs.

Oh Allah please send peace and prayers upon the most noble of creation, upon our revered leader and teacher, upon the kind-hearted, soft, gentle orphan who became a prophet. Oh Allah you are the King of kings. The ruler of the universe. The knower of Allah that is known and that which is unknown. Bless Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم. Bless his brothers, the prophets, bless Adam, Nuh (Noah), Ibrahim (Abraham), Musa (Moses), Isa (Jesus) bless all the prophets and their ummat (nations) and this ummah (this nation), the ummah of Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم. Oh Allah you are the Most High. The Almighty. The All-Powerful. Bless the prophet صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم and his family and companions. Make this ummah love the prophet صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم and send profuse salawat and durood (prayers) upon him and love him with a passionate love. Oh Allah, I bear witness that Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم has indeed conveyed the message. Oh Allah, lord of the universe please shower him with honour and with divine blessings.

Ameen thumma Ameen.

– Faatih Adam.

To all readers, please copy this blog and send it to all your friends and family and tell them to do at least 100 durood upon the noble prophet Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم.


33 Responses to “Loving the prophet Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم , part 1”

  1. 1 Chitra May 2, 2015 at 6:44 pm

    Loving the prophet Muhammad صلی اللہ علیہ وسلم

    Interesting article to read about Prophet Muhammad peace be upon him, on your blog.

    May the almighty shower his mercy upon you, for conveying to us this lovely message.

    Please continue to keep this legacy alive on your blog.

    Thank you

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