On the topic of how Da’wah to the correct Manhaj is extremely censored online, facing a lot of resistance and restrictions from major platforms (like suspension of accounts, etc), someone spoke some beautiful, beneficial words that can serve as a reminder to us all إن شاء الله:
“Just because Da’wah online is temporary and always gets deleted, we should not forget that Allāh has each and every little post recorded and rewarded for you — if your intentions were truly for Him alone.
Your accounts will be forgotten, people may no longer see your pages as relevant or important, but to Allāh, it was very important, because of the strength of your pure intentions.
I ask Allah to make us all sincere in everything we do and say and post. May He accept every tiny word, and may we act upon every thing we spread. And may He forgive us for the many shortcomings in our intentions and sincerity.”
Their words reminded me of a dream someone else I knew had, from some time ago. I obtained permission to share it solely to inspire others to take part in Da’wah and to not become disheartened at the pushback one will face from those who aim to erase the Da’wah and wipe it out. This person had spent the better part of their youth losing their social media platforms to censorship, constantly creating new accounts for Da’wah. While they were hopeful of Allāh’s reward, they couldn’t help but feel annoyed at having to start over from scratch tens of times. One day, they saw the following dream:
“I was in a mansion with a bunch of rowdy kids, in order to get away from them I wander off into the mansion. I came upon a room with bunch of computers (like a computer lab) and there was a lone woman sitting at a desk with head phones, typing away. She glances at me as I'm observing the room, and without a word, points her thumb to the room behind her, motioning me to go there. I turn in the direction she gestured towards and see two glass doors half slid open revealing a room with some greenery inside. As I enter, I see it's a room full of trees with beautiful fresh leaves (as if it’s late spring/early summer). There were around 7 trees, short to fit in the room, bushy and full with rustling leaves, illuminated by the soft glow of golden sunlight filtering through the large windows. I marveled at how beautiful and intriguing it was that there was a room with trees growing indoors, and somehow, a slight breeze ruffling through the leaves while there were no open doors or windows. I flipped over one leaf on a tree and was surprised to find "Shaykh Ahmad Jibrīl" written on it. I was puzzled, and when my confusion was noticed, I was told by someone unknown behind me that all these leaves represent tweets or original Da’wah works of the Shaykh (حفظه الله) that I had made/spread online. The first thought I had as I stepped back and looked at all the trees and leaves was slight astonishment at just how much I tweet, judging from the abundance of leaves in the room. I always had felt slight embarrassment that I was perhaps, too active on my Da’wah pages.
I walked to another tree and flipped a leaf and saw a tweet I recognized from an old account of mines that Twitter had suspended. As I gazed at the trees, the breeze ruffled some leaves and as they flipped, I caught glimpses here and there of some tweets and Da’wah work I had done that I recognized written on them, many of which I had forgotten of until that moment. Most of them were either quotes of Shaykh Ahmad’s or tweets I made about him and spreading his works. Then I woke up.
I sent the dream to Shaykh Mūsā Jibrīl حفظه الله for interpretation many months later, and his response was lengthier than what I’ll share, and I ask Allāh سبحانه وتعالى to make it true. The part that stands out for our purpose was that he said that the dream was a glad tidings, indicative of many good things insha’Allāh, and he ended it saying, “All of this, because of actions and activities that are spreading and promoting the message of Allāh with sincerity, and accordingly to Shaykh Ahmad.
