Gifts, gifts, gifts and making the Counting a Habit


We love to celebrate and embrace the little things- like drinking Moroccan tea on a quiet evening,

or visiting a small shop with all kinds of delicious nuts and dried fruits, chocolate and honey {especially the children love this while they can taste so many different nuts while we decide which one we’ll take home this time},

or baking a special pie together and so forth.

 My wish would be for my children that when they’re grown up InshaAllâh,

 that they will have sweet memories of Fridays.

That the Fridays are held close and dear to their hearts, as very special days,

as days of celebrating a little bit more than we usually do-

for every new day is indeed special and a gift.

That every Friday will become a Feast and a day to look forward to.

In addition I will hopefully focus on the counting of gifts, following and sharing with you Ann’s {February’s} joy dare, to capture the gifts we are bestowed with in our lives… writing down three gifts each day..


Gift counting, February, Friday the 17th and one from the day before->

*}   Golden honey pearls on delicious toast

*}   Making hearts out of bread

*}   Stacking fruit in lines above lines, beautiful for the sight and delicious to eat. Blueberries, plums, blue grapes and minola

*}  In the evening serving chocolate cake, actually too late, but oh so cozy


The Gift of Opening our Hands and Hearts

All is grace. All is beautiful. All is good. All is made by Him. All is intense. All is unique. All is brilliant.

And through all this, all the lovely moments, all the sunny lights, all the laughter and joy and happiness, through all this there is pain.


I almost wanted to write that all is pain too, but that isn’t true because first there was grace. Grace with the beginning of everything.

Grace of Adam and Hawa, their happiness and love for each other. Their love for Allâh. Their awe for His creation. Their bonding together, this strong bonding. Together, yet beautiful alone. After they did sin and after they regretted their sin with whole their hearts, there was Grace too. And forgiveness.

 Do they walk hand in hand, grace and forgiveness? I really think so.


When we come walking towards Allâh, He comes running to us. Full of love. Running! Imagine that. He loves us so much and He made everything for us in harmony. All perfect. He is perfect and He alone.

We shall never be, we can only hope and wish and dream of the perfect place in the next life. His special and extraordinary, most sublime gift to us.

His expression of His love for us. One of the many ways in which He shows His love to us.

But for now it is okay to be broken and half. We are all broken. It is okay, as long as we call upon Him and ask Him to heal us, for He alone can heal.

And He is gentle and soft and brilliant. He is so brilliant and He loves us so much. His love for us is stronger than the love a mother feels for her own child.

When we open our hearts to see and receive the love, then we open ourselves to grow. Only then we grow.


He made us! Shall we thank Him today for everything He has given us?

We may say our prayers every day, but do we really connect with our hearts and do we thank Him really from the bottom of our hearts? Even though our lives may seem sometimes full of pain and regrets.

Shall we thank Him today? Really, really thank Him? And start the list of the counting of Gifts? The list Ann Voskamp writes about?


So that one day and hopefully every day from that day on, when we read and remember all the gifts He has given us, we thank Him with Grace and open our hearts to receive His blessings.