He was my Prophet (SAW). He liberated me. (A women Opinion)

There is much talk about Islamic learning paving way for religious extremism, so much debate over how oppressed Muslim women are. Arguments that tend to rationalize domestic abuse, which glorify abandonment of family for the simple good purpose of tableegh. Many cultures that prefer sons, many families that refuse to ask a women for consent before marriage. Many many enlightened families that refuse to allow women to own property. There is this constant clash of Islam and Women and big fancy words like empowerment and feminism and emancipation are frequently used. I’ve tried – but it doesn’t make sense to me. You see, 1400 years ago, My Rab-ul-Aa’lameen sent a Rehmat-ul-lil-Aa’lameen. He taught me a husband and wife can be best friends just like he was with his Khadija, he taught me wives should be celebrated just like he did with his Ayesha. He showed daughters should be cherished just like he did with his own. He allowed his wives to work, to be successful thriving business women. He gave piggy back rides to children and made an entire army headed for war – take a detour because a cat had given birth on the path. He could not have moved the animal because he said it was now a ‘Mother’. He said the best amongst you is the one that is best to their families.
No debate, claim, righteous man or woman dedicating their life to ensure my freedom can make any sense to me because 1400 years ago A wonderful, complete, beautiful human being did just that. He was my Prophet (S). He liberated me.

May the love, the light, the blessings, the infinite rehmat of Hareef-ul-Alaikum find its way into your life and into your heart. Eid Milad-un-Nabi Mubarak Everyone.

by Haya Hamid