I have always been strongly attached to my faith Islam. Just a few months back I was coming down the stairs of my mothers house. As soon as I knew it I was face first planted at the end of the staircase. I flew down 20 steps and both my knees were inverted. God had saved me from two broken legs because they way I fell and with the amount of pressure my body threw on my legs it was an easy bone breaking experience! I managed to get up and went to the emergency room. I think I was more scared than in pain because I was sure I fractured something. A few hours passed and I got too see my X-ray and there was not even a scratch on anyone bone in my body. All I had was a sprain in my left foot. The sprain took a whole 40 days too fix. I practically learned how the to walk again I felt like a toddler, my mother would have her hand out and tell me to walk too her. Many times I fell over her and she caught me. She not only took care of my food and movements up and down too the bathroom but she used to massage and ice my leg day and night. My mother brought be a step closer to God. I realized after this incident when you think your the closest to God you can still take a step further. God has gifted me my parents , my spectacular mother and for that I will always be looking for where I can take that step closer. With islamophobia on the rise I feel I could only get closer to my faith because my faith is something I wear with me it can not be stripped by anyone ! 😊
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