Shaykh Mūsā Jibrīl (Shaykh Ahmad’s noble father) has been ill and in intense pain for most of the past month.

We request all the brothers and sisters to please keep him in your sincere Du’ās. May Allāh تعالى grant him a swift, complete recovery from his illness and make it a means of increasing his ranks. May Allāh preserve our beloved Imām upon goodness and grant him a long life full of good deeds.

Remember him and all the suffering, oppressed Muslims in your Du’ā in Sujūd during the last third of the night.

Our noble sisters and children in [Al Hol camp] and [Gaza] are like two eyes, when one eye tears the other follows suit. When either eye is sore the whole body aches. We are one Ummah, one body.

Don't be selective in what cause you stand for or raise awareness for when it's Muslims being massacred or oppressed.

Recently the PKK terrorists have intensified their campaign against our sisters and their children in the camps, opening fire on them and assaulting them.

During some difficult times they heard about a month ago, in spite of what they themselves are enduring in the camps, I received a long, heart-melting letter of support that I will never forget inshā’Allāh.

Yā Allāh defeat the PKK and those behind them, and anyone who harms our pearls and their cubs.

Yā Allāh keep our noble sisters and their children united, grant them patience and strength, and hasten their release in honor with firmness upon Tawheed.

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Ahmad Musa Jibril
Rajab 19, 1445

#NEW | DIVINE INTERVENTION DURING DISASTER | By Shaykh Ahmad Musa Jibril (حفظه الله تعالى)

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Transcribed: Divine Intervention During Disaster

Shaykh Ahmad Musa Jibril (حفظه الله تعالى)

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

With the permission of Allah, we proudly announce the inception of Shaykh Musa Jibril's new Jaami’ah (university), Jaamiatu Jibril ash-Shaamilah, marking a new chapter in his Da’wah mission. If Allah wills, the Jaami’ah will provide structured Islamic courses designed to foster a generation grounded in authentic Islamic Monotheism that goes back to the original roots of the Prophet صلى الله عليه وسلم and the methodology of his companions رضي الله عنهم أجمعين . If Allah wills there will be books, classes, interactive Q&A sessions and a wealth of Islamic resources.

Shaykh Musa Jibril, founder of Jaamiatu Jibril ash-Shaamilah is acclaimed for being a treasure trove of Islamic knowledge. Studying under the greatest scholars of his time within the classes of renowned scholars as his classmates he stood out for his excellent memory and dedication to spread pure Islam at a time corruption and misguidance was prevalent. Shortly after his graduation from Madinah university, being from amongst some of the very first cohorts of students to graduate, he returned to America after realising the urgent need Muslims in the west had which was to be connected back to their religion. The Shaykh is behind the successful raising of his own children and grandchildren. He nurtured an entire generation of youth on the Quran and Sunnah, at a time when Islamic presence was scarce (particularly in the west).

He travelled far and wide in pursuit of knowledge and spreading the true Da’wah, taking people from the depths of misguidance to pure Islamic Monotheism, conveying the religion of Allah to millions. His struggle and strife known only and truly by Allah.

Shaykh Musa Jibril حفظه الله believes in the importance of early and proper Islamic upbringing, stating: “The likes of Khalid ibn Waleed and Nusaybah bint Ka’b don’t just come about, they are carefully raised and nurtured; their future and education begins even before birth, it starts by selecting a righteous mother with high aspirations to serve the religion of Allah.
رَبِّ إِنِّى نَذَرْتُ لَكَ مَا فِى بَطْنِى مُحَرَّرًۭا فَتَقَبَّلْ مِنِّىٓ
My Lord! I dedicate what is in my womb entirely to Your service, so accept it from me.”

Isn’t it interesting how the Tawāghīt who put in extra effort to appear more religious, who use the Sīrah of the Messenger ﷺ as a tool in their campaigns, who ascribe falsities to the religion of Allāh سبحانه وتعالى to appease and please the West — isn’t it interesting how Allah تعالى drops them harder and leaves them more humiliated than their oppressor counterparts who didn’t bother to engage in such?

Shaykh Ahmad Mūsā Jibrīl حفظه الله said over a decade ago:

“When you climb to power on the broken ladder of democracy — wise people usually do not go up on broken ladders, but if one happens to do the unwise and climb up on a broken ladder — when you get to the top, you jump on a solid surface of implementing the laws of Allāh, because broken ladders take you down to the gutter. The democracy you cry for, you have hope in, and you praise got you to power, but it is going to drop you lower than where you started if you do not jump on the laws of لا إله الا الله محمد رسول الله.”

The Islāmic State of the Messenger of Allāh ﷺ (Madīnah ki Riyāsat) was slandered and misrepresented as a front for the liberal reforms that he intended to propagate and introduce into society. Are we even surprised at where that Tāghūt ended up and in what state?

لِّنُذِيقَهُمْ عَذَابَ ٱلْخِزْىِ فِى ٱلْحَيَوٰةِ ٱلدُّنْيَا ۖ وَلَعَذَابُ ٱلْـَٔاخِرَةِ أَخْزَىٰ ۖ وَهُمْ لَا يُنصَرُونَ

“to make them taste the punishment of disgrace in the worldly life; but the punishment of the Hereafter is more disgracing, and they will not be helped.” [41:16]

May Allāh cool our eyes with the humiliation and downfall of all the traitors who govern our beloved Muslim lands, every last one of them. May our chests be healed with the establishment of our perfect Sharī’ah. May Allāh grant Tamkīn to the Muwahhidīn!

Don’t be deceived by a persona that is conveyed through a social media page. A person’s account can only give you an idea of their beliefs, not their practical reality or application of said beliefs. And in the era of deception we live in today, people even fake their beliefs online, so how foolish is it to allow oneself to be beguiled by a social media page!

How many sisters and brothers fall into major Fitnah from social media, and even go as far as to become obsessed with the owner of a page that is of the opposite gender, SOLELY from seeing their account and posts. They know nothing of their reality except that which the other person has chosen to display, yet they spend their days and nights daydreaming about them and trying to find a way to get their attention or send hints of interest online (as cringey as it is to put it into words, it has to be said). This is a better case scenario, of course there are others who go even further than that — may Allāh protect us and you from following the footsteps of Shaytān.

This post is meant to be a wake up call insha’Allah. Snap out of the infatuation with pixels on a screen and busy yourself in more beneficial thoughts and pursuits. We don’t encourage evil assumptions of your brothers and sisters online, but it’s important that you think realistically, as such naive and gullible behavior is a tool of Shaytān to waste your time and emotions in a futile matter. Step back and take a look at how foolish it is for you to be obsessed with, not someone, but only the idea of said someone that you have cooked up in your mind, with no verification of it being a reality or real-life contacts. Pull yourself out of the mess before you become too emotionally invested and Shaytān uses that as a leash to guide you down the path of destruction.

This behavior seems to be more common and likely with sisters, but no doubt, it seems like many brothers also have too much free time on their hands and fall prey to such delusions.

May Allāh protect all the Muslims and forgive us when we err. Take your honor and reputation seriously and don’t engage in any blameworthy or lowly behavior, online or offline. Unfollow, block, deactivate — do whatever you need to in order to protect your heart from being afflicted with the sickness of infatuation. If your presence on social media is harming you spiritually more than it’s benefiting you, make the necessary changes to how you use it.

— Al.Qawareer (Instagram)

‎“When an oppressed says:

‎حَسْبُنَا اللَّـهُ وَنِعْمَ الْوَكِيلُ
‎HasbunAllaahu wa ni’mal Wakeel

‎It means he took the case out of all worldly courts and filed it in the court of Allah.”

‎— Shaykh Ahmad Jibril (حفظه الله)

“Muslim men used to go to war 😭💀”

And what about Muslim women? What did they used to do? What about their great legacy that is preserved in our texts and recorded even from our enemies? The same legacy that you’re laying waste to and tarnishing with your Tabarruj, online flirting with men, attention seeking, mockery of Islāmic advice and ordains, lack of Islāmic knowledge, negligence of Islāmic laws, slander, materialism, and extravagance? Is the legacy of our Sahābiyyāt only relevant when you want to justify working a low tier office job mingling and mixing with men or when you want to work a lame Harām job using Khadījah رضي الله عنها’s business as a false front?

Staying back from Jihād is no doubt, a great sin, but it’s one that a person can have an excuse for (due to genuine inability or obstacles, especially nowadays). But those same women who use it to mock men when they’re advised are the first ones who would slander our beloved brothers who fulfilled the covenant with Allāh and went forth, calling them Khawārij and extremists. And unlike staying back from the battlefield, the Tabarruj and flirting you commit online has no excuse to it, nor can you cite “inability”.

Just say you’re too arrogant to accept advise and go. Coming online and trying to act like you did something by mocking people for staying back is comical coming from women who are no better than those who stayed back, and are actually worse than the ones they’re mocking (due to their arrogance). Throwing stones when you house is made of not even glass, but straw. الله المستعان, may Allāh grant us humility and remove Kibr from our hearts.

— Shared from Al.Qawareer (Instagram)

You, too, will Be Forgotten

“I take a lot of interest in my family history, I find stories of my ancestors fascinating. It gives one an extremely strange feeling to hear tales about those who are now dead, and to know that they had a direct hand in your own life and circumstances now.

My grandfather died young, and I never got to meet him. My grandmother passed in my childhood, and I have only a handful of memories with her. Due to this, I really only have stories of them, their parents, and those beyond them. In my desire to etch the family history into my memory with accuracy, I often find myself questioning my mother repeatedly to make sure I have everything right.

“How far back was the first one to revert to Islām?”

“Who was the one who was known for his intense worship?”

“Which great aunt was it who used to cover even her eyes and never left her home?”

“Which caste and which city did that one hail from?”

“Who was the one who died in Sujūd, and the one who passed while doing Adhkār? What about the one who passed in Qiyām Al-Layl?”

All these questions, all these stories, all these names. But one thing that always keeps me unsettled and unsatisfied, despite it being a natural part of human history and the cycle of life:

I don’t actually know the names of most. I only know their relation to me and snippets of their lives and character that have been preserved by word of mouth. At most, on one side I know the names up to my great grandfather, and past that, only stories and relations. On the other side, only up to my grandfather, and past that, nothing.

In Sujūd, in the late of the nights, When I make Du’ā for my parents, I always follow it with Du’ā for Maghfirah for my late grandparents. I didn’t know them, but what good is a descendant that doesn’t remember you in their prayers? Often times, after grandparents, I add Du’ā for their parents as well, and in addition for all my Muslim ancestors who have passed — that Allāh forgives their sins and widens their graves.

After the Salām, I sit there and think about how many noble slaves of Allāh have existed in my lineage, yet have been forgotten by the passing of time. And no matter how much I desire to know them, to experience their experiences, and to bond over our shared strangeness among our people — I will never be able to. They know not who their lineage gave birth to, and I only know what others remembered of them by chance, and some, I will never know of.

Their late nights and Awrād remained secrets between them and Allāh, and their tears in fear of Him were lost in the passing of time. Their legacies were forgotten upon Earth, and their mention perhaps remains echoing in the heavens. Here I sit in the dark, praying just as they prayed, living similarly to how they lived perhaps, sharing the beliefs that they shared, yet someday, I will also just be a name in the family tree. Someday, my name will be forgotten too. Someday my mention will cease entirely. I can’t recall much past my great grandfather, and I would be lucky if my future grandchildren or great grandchildren were to retain any memories of me. I wonder, if from my own descendants, there will be a slave of Allāh who will sit and beseech for my forgiveness, despite never having known me. I wonder at what point I will become totally forgotten. I wonder if I will leave a name or a story behind that inspires my descendants. Will they inherit my books as I have inherited from my forefathers? Will they remain firm upon Tawhīd? Will they finally fulfill the ambitions that roam my heart and Du’ās? Will they be the ones to live under the shade of the Sharī’ah — or better yet, be the ones who establish it?

How beautiful and heart wrenching is the passing of time. How finite is the worldly life, and how insignificant we are in its passing. We have in our possession, some of my grandfathers books. Looking through them while organizing our library, I came across an English translation of the Qur’ān.

He owned a vast library, with many Islāmic books, but he didn’t understand or speak English, nor did he ever visit any Western countries. I smiled at the Qadr of Allāh, as I wondered why he owned it and what had led him to purchase it. He had no idea that his grandchildren would be born and raised in the West, nor that they would speak English as a second language. Yet here his translation was, 42 years after his passing, in their small home library in America. My mother always says objects and things have a “Naseeb” too. A person may purchase something, thinking it to be for himself, but Allāh had Decreed that it is really being purchased for someone else. Yes, I will be forgotten eventually, as they were all forgotten. They became stories carried away by the winds, and I shall become a shroud in the dust. But what they left behind, such that the translation in my hands, remains and will remain even when they are forgotten.

Their deeds followed them to their graves, but their Sadaqah Jāriyah remained and multiplied. I’m sure being forgotten doesn’t bother one, so long as the rewards from what they left behind continue to pour in even after their death.

How finite are our memories and mention, and how infinite is Allāh’s Mercy and Reward. How insignificant is man, were it not that his devotion to Allāh and it’s remnants kept his mention alive through generations.”

— Shared

Humans go through many different types of pain in life, but the aching of the heart in the desire to attain righteousness is incomparable to any other type of ache.

One traverses a path for ages only to find his destination further at every passing moment. If he quits he is eternally doomed, if he continues, his heart remains in agonizing longing for the remainder of his days.

وَظَنُّوٓا۟ أَن لَّا مَلْجَأَ مِنَ ٱللَّهِ إِلَّآ إِلَيْهِ

"and they were certain that there is no refuge from Allāh except in Him." [9:118]

I found myself inconsistent with my Hifdh throughout my entire teen years, due to being troubled with life’s problems persistently. For this reason, my Hifdh journey has spanned many years. I then found myself graced with two years that were easier Alhamdullilah, which I dedicated to review.

Once I completed my review of what I had memorized in the past years of inconsistency, I embarked to continue my memorization, and I resolved to complete it entirely by a certain date (a very short timeframe, but I was determined to make it work). I found that Allāh سبحانه وتعالى opened the doors of ease for me, and gave me strength to memorize a large portion daily and to be consistent. I found it so easy that I became suspicious. Nearly a month passed, in which I memorized a little more than 3 Ajzā’ with no issue. And then the next month began, and I continued to hit my goals with ease, but not without preparation.

I know enough about life to know that memorizing the Qur’ān is a big feat and accomplishment, and if I was truly sincere in my endeavor, it would never come to me without a test. I took the ease I was in as the calm before the storm. What would Allāh سبحانه وتعالى test my sincerity with? Would the Shaytān allow me to become a Hāfidh just like that? Surely, I will face something to test my dedication before I can be honored with having the Qur’ān embosomed in my chest.

I continued, but I waited with an eye of caution. I prepared myself to be hit with something any moment. I trained myself in patience and discipline. And just as I suspected, the most difficult days of my life dawned upon me while I had been in so much ease.

But this time, I intended to be different, and I recognized it for what it was. I didn’t consider the context nor the “practical”, “real” reasons for the tribulations. I saw it as nothing but a distraction from my Hifdh and a test of my sincerity.

“How badly do you desire it?”


“My soul is set on fire in its longing.”


I persevered. I forced myself to continue. Not a page less, not a day missed. Through the pain. Through the tears. While my whole world and everything I had known and been raised with crumbled around me, I saw nothing but my Hifdh before me and the Qur’ān calling out to me. How long would it elude me? How long would I allow myself to live without it being engraved upon my heart and in the essence of my being?

Trials come and go, but the time I lose with the Qur’ān will not come back. I spent years memorizing without completing my Hifdh due to trials, but those trials left like storm clouds do, and I remained without progress. I remained with regret. Would that I had made my determination solid as iron and persevered!

In those difficult days, I saw the betrayal and disloyalty of the world and every person of comfort, but I resolved that my Hifdh would never see my disloyalty to it, nor my abandonment.

In the moments when all becomes dark and every friend becomes distant, Hifdh must remain consistent. Only then will the Qur’ān become a comfort for one’s woes and a friend in his sorrows. I found a contentment from the Qur’ān like never before in those times, and I am certain that if I had let go of it, I would have crumbled under the intensity of the trials.

“When life feels like a dark and silent tunnel, Qur’ān gives a Muslim the light to go on. (We have made this Qur’ān a light) 42:52.”

— Shaykh Ahmad Mūsā Jibrīl حفظه الله تعالى

Dear sisters, especially those of you who are young teenagers. Please be cautious and don’t fall into the traps of men your age (and even older) who make promises of coming for your hand later. Those who speak to you in private, who talk to you in every way except through your father. They may even come and try to get you to abandon your family and do Nikāh with them in secret, with his best friend as your Wali. Don’t be so naive as to throw away your honor and your chastity like it’s nothing. These men will drop you faster than a hot potato once they get bored or see that it’s time to actually make things real and serious.

It’s unfortunate that many sisters grow up in situations where they have no examples of normal marriages, or practicing people around them, so they easily are swept off their feet by any man who comes to them with false promises of love and protection and being “on the Manhaj”. We have some sisters who consider themselves engaged to men who haven’t even spoken a word to their fathers yet. These men reach out the sisters via their friends, social media, mutual contacts, and have an entire situation going on and promising marriage and getting her wrapped around their finger, while she is naive and emotional enough to believe it’s serious.

Women need to acknowledge their weak hearts and emotional nature and understand that allowing anyone near their hearts for even mere weeks can result in infatuation and pain that lasts years and gets them nowhere. Some women even get hung up on mere proposals for years, despite them never having gone further than an idea. Men move on much faster and more realistically. Most women don’t. This is obviously because practicing sisters have little to no contact or interaction with men, so any hint of interest beguiles them and leaves them enamored.

Your Mahārim and Wali are a shield for you from the harms that men are capable of inflicting upon you — physically and emotionally. Don’t throw away their protection for a mere glance cast your way or an empty promise (any promise not made to your father is futile). Your house has a front door and an owner (your father). Let any man interested in you walk through that door and discuss with the one who guards you before you even allow yourself to have any attachment. One who neglects this advice will ruin herself and lay waste her heart. How many situations we’ve seen that cause intense pain to our hearts, yet at the same time leave us in anger over the naivety and delusion of sisters who should know better.

— Shared (Al.Qawareer)

The Allāmah, the one who acts upon what he preaches — our beloved Shaykh Ahmad Musa Jibril (حفظه الله تعالى). A man we’ve seen endure mountainous tests as a result of his unwavering Da’wah to Tawheed, with his trials only increasing him in resolve and steadfastness نحسبه كذالك والله حسيبه. Even during the peak of his tests, you’ll never hear him say anything regarding them except, “Alhamdulillah.”

‎Through out the years, there have been coordinated attacks between the disbelievers and Munāfiqeen alike, which has yielded no progress in extinguishing the Da’wah of the Shaykh. To the contrary and likewise their dismay, the love, respect, and exposure of the Shaykh’s Da’wah has only expanded further and further, spanning now from the east to the west.

‎To put it in perspective, the same hypocrites who unleash their tongues in slander, are the ones given visas to travel all across the world, are allowed to open up Masājid in lands where governments are open enemies of Islam, attend and speak at international conferences, spread their Da’wah whilst receiving “counter-terrorism” funds and grants, and much more. These same people want you to believe they’re upon the “Methodology of the Salaf,” and the one who has unheard of restrictions placed upon him due to his Deen, has been targeted, lied against, and prevented from traveling freely — all because his Da’wah, is somehow upon the “Manhaj of the Khawarij.”

‎Think to yourself, which condition is more like the Prophet and His Sahābah during the early years of The Da’wah. These slanderous Munāfiqeen, or the Shaykh حفظه الله تعالى.

‎The masses have realized that the persistent and baseless name-calling and slander by those whose Manhaj is synonymous with Nifāq — holds no weight, especially when for over 30+ years, they’ve yet to produce a single evidence based academic refutation. Rather, the culmination of decades of their “refutations,” comes up to be nothing more than grade school name-calling, baseless lies, and fairytale accusations, and the occasional red-paint-through-the-eyes picture — which in and of itself, should tell you all you need to know about the Manhaj and Aqeedah of the Shaykh. They don’t dare go on record quoting the Shaykh verbatim and within context, and then prove by citing the Salaf (or even the classical scholars), just how the Shaykh contradicts the Aqeedah of Ahlul Sunnah. This is an open challenge, but I won’t hold my breath.

‎We ask Allah to guide those whom are sincere amongst their misguided, and show us a day in which the arrogant amongst them are made examples of, in a way that brings a coolness and ease to the hearts of the Believers.

A young man firm upon the correct ‘Aqīdah is like a fragrant flower. Everywhere he goes, he emanates the fragrance of Tawhīd, causing the faces of those whose hearts harbor Kufr to recoil in disgust.

The righteous youth — a pleasure to have in one’s company. A radiating face. A smile which spreads light even in the darkest moments. A clean mind which harbors no evil nor does it know of any filth. A pure heart, free of hate — except if it be for the sake of Allāh.

Alhamdulillāh, how beautiful and blessed is the steadfast youth upon the Manhaj of the Salaf. The one who doesn’t fear to speak the Haqq, even if it causes a scene. The one who doesn’t fear to forbid the evil with his hands, even if people call him extreme.

The one who lives as a stranger by choice, whose emotions are entirely guided by what Allāh سبحانه وتعالى would have him feel, and not what his Nafs desires. How blessed is the one whose face becomes red in anger and Ghayrah over Allāh’s religion, and whose eyes soften and water at His Speech.

By Allāh, the heart swells with pride to see such a young man. I invoke Allāh constantly that He keep such a youth upon Istiqāmah till his last days and only increase him in his firmness and fearlessness. May his inner state be even better than what is apparent upon him. May Allāh سبحانه وتعالى make him a martyr that makes us proud in this life and Yawm Al-Qiyāmah. May he be among those who offer their heads as a sacrifice to their Lord and attain the Ultimate Victory therewith.