My heart is heavy ... I don't want it to end
You know what I try and do on the last day of Ramadhan?
I try and make sure that I do the last prayer in Ramadhan (ie Asr) in the Masjid.
Knowing that this may be the last ever prayer you perform in the month always makes it special.
Afterwards, if I have time, I sit down somewhere quiet and reflect over the month.
The time between Asr and Magrhib is so symbolic because as the sun begins to set you realise that the month that you hold so dear is gradually slipping away.
The month becomes extended to a lifetime and you wonder if you have done enough once the sun sets upon you for real.
The only experience I can compare it to, is being there at Arafat during Hajj, and seeing the sun go down on that day, hoping all the du’a that you made was accepted.
Then, as if in the blinking of an eye, the sun disappears beneath the horizon and it’s all over.
There’s nothing more you can do.
Fear of acceptance is overtaken by hope, hope that Allah in his Mercy will not overlooking your striving and your efforts.
The athaan for Magrhib, and the start of Eid, rings loud and you know you’ve been given one more opportunity to start again.
May Allah accept all of our deeds during Ramadhan and may He forgive us our shortcomings.
May He make us amongst those who are steadfast and may He grant us the ability to witness another Ramadhan, and if not, grant us the Garden as a recompense.