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Exam of Life
Posted Jan 18th, 2008 at 12:22 AM by Crescent
Assalamalikum,
So it was this thursday, I was sitting in my class. The hardest course of the year. The room was filling with tension. Silence layered upon every row in the lecture hall. No sound, no noise, no echo heard.
It was the day we were getting our exams back, midterms ...
Our midterms were worth 50% of the whole course, so you had to do well if you wanted a good overall average in the final.
I was sitting on my seat, waiting ... worried, dreading the result I was about to see. My palms sweaty, my heart beating fast, my tongue engaged in prayer, as I waited for my name to be called.
At the same time thinking of what will happen if I fail, I will have to repeat the course, my parents will be disappointed, I will be sad for the rest of this semester! And my transcript will be bad afterwards.
My name was called; I went to get my exam and left the classroom.
Did I pass or fail? Well lets just say --> Alhumdulillah.
However, the point is. Afterwards I was thinking, what would happen to us on the day of judgment. Standing in front of our Lord, waiting to see the result of our life. If I was Soooo scared of this exam on a piece of paper, what will happen to me on the day of judgment? I couldn't comprehend that feeling I will have on the day of judgment.
It will not be a midterm, but a final mark. If I fail that exam, I don't have the option of repeating my life. Not just my parents, but my CREATOR will be disappointed along with the Messenger (p.b.u.h) that struggled SO HARD for me to exist as a born believer in the future...I would fail them BOTH! And I would not just be sad, but suffer in the fires of hell forever. Does that suck or what?
Have we ever thought about the judgement to come?
We're all in an exam, every single second of our lives. We try so hard to pass our exams academically, but are we passing the exam of life?
One day, all of us will stand in line to await our results. And that result will be the final one.
So it was this thursday, I was sitting in my class. The hardest course of the year. The room was filling with tension. Silence layered upon every row in the lecture hall. No sound, no noise, no echo heard.
It was the day we were getting our exams back, midterms ...
Our midterms were worth 50% of the whole course, so you had to do well if you wanted a good overall average in the final.
I was sitting on my seat, waiting ... worried, dreading the result I was about to see. My palms sweaty, my heart beating fast, my tongue engaged in prayer, as I waited for my name to be called.
At the same time thinking of what will happen if I fail, I will have to repeat the course, my parents will be disappointed, I will be sad for the rest of this semester! And my transcript will be bad afterwards.
My name was called; I went to get my exam and left the classroom.
Did I pass or fail? Well lets just say --> Alhumdulillah.
However, the point is. Afterwards I was thinking, what would happen to us on the day of judgment. Standing in front of our Lord, waiting to see the result of our life. If I was Soooo scared of this exam on a piece of paper, what will happen to me on the day of judgment? I couldn't comprehend that feeling I will have on the day of judgment.
It will not be a midterm, but a final mark. If I fail that exam, I don't have the option of repeating my life. Not just my parents, but my CREATOR will be disappointed along with the Messenger (p.b.u.h) that struggled SO HARD for me to exist as a born believer in the future...I would fail them BOTH! And I would not just be sad, but suffer in the fires of hell forever. Does that suck or what?
Have we ever thought about the judgement to come?
We're all in an exam, every single second of our lives. We try so hard to pass our exams academically, but are we passing the exam of life?
One day, all of us will stand in line to await our results. And that result will be the final one.
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