A Pure Heart

From an early age I had a question “What is a pure heart?” I did not know where it was or how to reach it.

As the years passed I met many hearts and realized it was very difficult for a simple human being to locate from all the different hearts - the pure one.

Traveling and living in different countries, I learned about many different cultures and languages, but it did not give me the answer, - “Where is the pure heart?”

Studying in various fields and discovering the various ways of thinking made me even more confused about the pure heart. Working in different environments and with people from different levels of society, did not help me find the pure heart.

Perceiving beauty and acquiring money and power did not satisfy me and still left the question unanswered, - “What is the pure heart?”

Finally, I realized that human nature is a very complex creation and only The Creator knows everything about the pure heart. I left the created world for the uncreated words. There I found the different types of hearts; their descriptions, their expressions, and most of all, the pure heart and how to get it.

A pure heart is a free heart, free from the desires of worldly things, free from greed, free from jealousy, free from racism, free from evil. It is free from any disease that makes it impure - because a pure heart is busy with its Creator – it does not get distracted by anything else.

A pure heart is soft, listens to good righteous words and helps the weak. It desires all good deeds and detests all evil. A pure heart loves its Lord so much that it cannot find happiness anywhere else.

A pure heart is like the prize winning flower – its fragrance and beauty radiates to all who are near.

A pure heart is an intelligent heart that knows very well what benefits it and what harms it. A pure heart is a clean heart well looked after and continually nourished. When it listens, it is for Allah. When it is silent, it is for Allah. And it is never alone because it knows Allah is with it.

A piece of advice; from the seasoned rambler - to the youthful traveler on the freeway in search of a pure heart: put the worldly things of this life where they belong - in the hands and not in the heart.

By Nadia Hakkou