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Yemeni Journey

Entwined

There is a time of day, between waking and sleeping, between dream and reality, between one breath and the next, when I feel Yemen as close as my own heart’s blood. The years we spent in the mountains there, breathing ancient air, walking ancient paths, clasping the past and present[…]

A Link in the Chain

Last night we listened to the winners of one of the Qur’aan recitation competitions in Cairo, Egypt. Mash’Allaah, the recitation was so incredibly beautiful, it made my heart long for the Yemeni homes we left behind. I also found myself praying for my children, as well, that their hearts remain[…]

Lessons at Dawn

Early morning, the time of the Fajr prayer, is one of my favorite times of day. This has been the case no matter where I’ve lived- in windy Wisconsin winters with snow tinted pink with the sun’s first rays, or in the foothills of the Rockies, where the mountains clasped[…]

From the Front Part 10

Mash’Allaah, we heard this morning that several of the students in Damaaj were killed when the Houthis attacked them yesterday. One French brother, two American brothers, one Russian brother, one Malaysian brother, several Yemenis and at least one Indonesian. Twenty-five students were killed (may Allaah have mercy upon them all),[…]