History- His story

Everyone has a story.... When you meet a person, its not just their behavior, or appearance that makes them, they each have a story, a childhood, a lifetime they are living through. I went upstairs to my room and looked out my window to see my neighbor taking in the garbage herbicurbies. I had just finished talking with my dad about his life in highschool. He'd gone to a boarding school in India, and i know what you're thinking, but it was actually nice. i was surprised and his story interested me. I sat their for a long time imagining my father as a little Indian boy playing soccer and being naughty :) His story really made me realize this idea of never really knowing someone. 16 years... 16 years is how long it took for me to realize the many troubles and also good things that happened to my dad. For 16 years i thought i knew him. I mean i lived with him so i guess i just assumed i knew exactly what kind of person my dad was. I never even realized there was a whole other life of him that i never knew about. And as advice to all those reading this blog, i hope you all come to realize that we should NEVER judge a book by its cover! I hope that all of you teenagers out there (or not) soon come to realize what i have and that you pass it on to others. In Islam, God teaches us to love for your brother (or sister) what you want for yourself. In this context so we should learn to get to know people and want good things to happen to them. Because the truth is you may grow up hating a person but in reality you may just not know their whole story. So the next time someone is being rude to you, or you assume they are a nerd, or a girly girl, or a tom boy- imagine they had a bad day, or are having a stressful time and want for them what you would want for yourself. These acts are the most beautiful in the sight of God and it is only His pleasure we truly seek.