Stop scrolling. Stop planning. Stop pretending. Just for a moment, be honest with yourself. Are you satisfied with your state? Look at your prayer mat. Dust collecting in the corners. When was the last time your forehead met the ground with tears? When was the last time your soul actually showed up for salah, not just your body going through the motions? Your tongue moves with gossip, with complaints, with endless chatter. But when was the last time it moved with His remembrance? When was the last time you felt the sweetness of dhikr, really felt it in your bones? That notification just lit up your screen. Another distraction. Another escape. Another way to avoid the question that burns: Are you ready if death comes today? Not tomorrow. Not after Ramadan. Not after you fix yourself. Today. Right now. This breath. Your wardrobe is ready for tomorrow. Your meetings are scheduled for next week. Your vacation is planned for next month. Your retirement is secured for next decade. But is your grave ready for tonight? O you who keeps saying "I'll change soon" Death doesn't wait for soon. O you who keeps saying "Just one more" Death doesn't wait for more. O you who keeps saying "After this" Death doesn't wait for your plans. Your Instagram shows your best life. Your LinkedIn shows your achievements. Your bank account shows your wealth. But what does your book of deeds show? Think about it: If the Angel of Death came right now While you're reading these words Would you ask for one more hour? One more sajdah? One more chance? What would flash before your eyes? That backbiting you never apologized for? That fajr you missed this morning? That money you earned through haram? That parent you haven't called in weeks? You plan as if you have years You sin as if you have days You delay as if you have hours But you might not have minutes Right now: Someone's last breath is leaving their body Someone's angel is writing their final deed Someone's soul is meeting its Lord Someone's "later" just ran out Will it be you? There are people who: Die before they truly live Are buried before they truly wake up Meet Allah before they truly prepare Which one are you? Your phone is full of pictures Your house is full of things Your calendar is full of plans But is your heart full of Him? O careless one... Yes, you. The one making excuses right now. The one thinking "not yet." The one looking away from these words. Tomorrow you will be called away, Your soul will be taken that day, No time to beg or to pray, No power to delay, Just taken away. The only question is: When your soul is stuck in your throat, When your loved ones are crying around you, Will you be ready? No more chances. No more time. Just you and what you sent ahead. Will it be enough? Don't look away. Don't scroll past. Don't save for later. Because later isn't promised. Tomorrow isn't guaranteed. Next time might not come. Your heart is beating right now. Each beat is a chance. Each breath is mercy. Each moment is choice. But these chances run out. This choice has an expiry. The clock is ticking, and once it stops, there’s no more time to decide. So ask yourself one last time: Are you satisfied with your state? Are you ready for what's coming? Are you prepared for the inevitable? The real tragedy isn't dying. It's dying unprepared. It's dying unready. It's dying unfixed. Your next breath isn't guaranteed. But your next choice is still yours. Remember, Allah is the Most Merciful, the Most Forgiving. He is severe in punishment, but His mercy outweighs it all. Don’t lose hope, for His doors of repentance are always open, as long as you're still breathing. What will it be? #قرآن #محاضرات_دينية #ياسر_الدوسري #اكسبلور - @quranicdeen