A rainy morning and small miracle



One morning, it was raining and it was not like the heavy rain two days ago that caused floods and traffic jams on the way to school. This time, it was a gentle rain. But strangely enough, it was this soft rain that made me late, not the thunderstorm or flood I managed to survive earlier.

Life really is unpredictable.

Another reason I was late was because my online driver went to the wrong address. I waited far too long before realizing the mistake.

I felt desperate. I simply surrendered to my Lord and prayed that I could still make it to school before the bell for the first lesson rang. At our school, teachers are expected to arrive earlier than students—about 20 minutes before 7:30.

I was late. I felt deeply uncomfortable. And to add to it all, I got my first period of the month that morning. I could already sense the mood swings kicking in. I just hoped all these uncomfortable feelings, disappointment, frustration, sadness would go away as soon as possible.

Ya Allah...
"Allahumma inni a’udzu bika minal hammi wal hazan."
I recited this morning prayer, asking for protection from sadness and anxiety. I prayed for strength to control my emotions.

Eventually, I got another driver and finally arrived at school by still holding on to all that discomfort and emotional weight. But then... something beautiful happened.

When I arrived at school, and took the stairs to second floor. I heard my students calling my name. They were running toward me, smiling brightly. They came close and welcomed me with so much warmth.

They had been waiting for me. Usually, I’m the first one to arrive in class and welcome them. Today, they noticed I wasn’t there. And when I arrived, they showed me I had been missed.

Wuaa… In that moment, I felt important. I felt needed.

All the discomfort, the sadness, the stress, they disappeared in an instant. Their smiles were contagious. My heart sparkled with joy.

Isn’t it a miracle?
Having students or children whose simple presence can brighten your darkest morning. Their love is pure, and their joy heals.







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