Imam Feisal A. Rauf gives the Jummah sermon on-line
For most of my life (which is pretty long), I have not been regular in attending Jummah prayers at the mosque. . . An email from Cordoba House hit my inbox: ‘Jummah prayers with Imam Feisal on March 27 via Zoom.’ Yes! I got two-for-one:
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Dear Mummy, I think of you often during these times. I wonder how you would have reacted to ‘life in the age of Coronavirus.’
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This year, Ramadan is like none we have experienced. In late April, as we were getting closer to Ramadan, we wondered how, with shelter-in-place, would we make up for the lost communal spirit.
Read moreI know now, what I didn’t a month ago. That school closures means that 50% of our school children would have to go without food; children would huddle in the cold under the school’s canopy to access wi-fi; and there would be no home-schooling for the homeless.
Read moreWe got hit before Pakistan. I am talking about the Coronavirus. January 21st now seems so long ago,
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The ambulance sirens are wailing, first distant, then louder, then distant again. Another victim fighting for his life. Her life? After the Coronavirus epidemic ends, the first thing I plan to do is give my children and grandchildren a grateful hug; and my daughters-in-law. In person. Not an emoji.
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My hands trembled as I ended the call. Someone I didn’t know had died. But what gave me palpitation was hearing of the pain his wife endured while her husband was hospitalized.
She couldn’t be with him.
Boy, what I wouldn’t give for a Coke right now. In a smooth glass bottle shaped perfectly for my hand. Cold. I haven't allowed myself a Coke in years.
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“It’s a good thing we get along,” I said to my husband. Think of it: cooped up in an apartment—small apartment—all day, all afternoon, all evening, all night; day after day; week after week; we could easily enter the conflict zone. One room: he wants to watch the news on TV, I want to read in a quiet space.
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There was a roar outside—the sound of people cheering.
“What’s that?”
With empty streets, and not a soul to be seen for days, what was going on?