I write what I write for one very simple and clear reason — among all the other reasons that I write for: To educate our people.
Whether these people are an Ummat of One like Ibrahim, Alaihis Salam, or a boundless multitude, like so many others.
I don’t know who those people are. Nor does it really matter who they are. Or how many of them there are.
The expectation is, if there is an expectation at all, that those who read my writings will connect with the sense of what is being said, and internalize it, and take it to the next level of action and implementation.
What I write is not poetry that people can admire and then put it aside to move on with the rest of their life.
I write to make people learn; think; understand; feel; and act.
And what I write is immediate and urgent. It is not meant to go on the back burner as they say, or on the shelf to be retrieved on some other more convenient day.
What I write is now — and, should Allah so decree — for foreseeable future. Read the words in Hadith Sharif Sabbahakum! Massaakum! and you will understand the nature and thrust of what I write.
I write because ideas flood my brain when and as they do. And wake me up in the middle of the night. And make me jump out of bed at the crack of dawn. And keep me from going to bed.
They do because Allah makes them.
I claim no credit and I offer no excuses. I just shudder at the responsibility and at my own sense of inadequacy and helplessness.
And I quail at my D’afa Quwwatee and Qillata Heelatee!
So, that is the simple, clear and single reason why people do what they do — whatever it is that they do.
They all do the things they do because Allah makes them.
Then how can Allah hold us responsible for the things that he does himself?
Or give us credit for the good things we do, if we do any good things at all?
Good question, wouldn’t you say?
Tell me when you have the time and I will explain!