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Windy And Chilly August

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It's August now! Independence Day is coming. Alhamdulillah, my beloved Indonesia will be 73 this August 17.

Our place of living is busy beautifying the neighbourhood. We hang some DIY lanterns and firefly lamps. We also fly our Red-and-White flags.

In kampongs there are several sports tournaments such as volley ball and ping-pong. There are some events and contests to glorify the day.


August also means dry season here. No rain, the air is windy and chilly. We are used to it, but, this year is masha Allah windier and chillier than ever!

Many people are complaining about the weather. We don't usually meet the 17°C, but, it was reported that cold. I myself feel uncomfortable when the temperature touches 20°C. Oh, ya Allah. My skin gets dry and tight.

Good News From Windy And Chilly August


One of my neighbour who had lived in Taiwan said that the weather is just like what she saw there during winter.

Then it's winter in wrong place, I guess 😅😅.

It's also windy here. Sometimes too strong. My second son told me that windy August is good for the flags to fly high.  😆😆

I like windy August, too. It makes the laundry dry quickly.😁

Oh, Allah...

Any weather is from Allah. There is no way we can deny. This windy and chilly August is caused by the wind itself that flows from chilly Australian winter. That's what the experts had said.

I'm Sure No One Likes To Hear Bad News On This Windy And Chilly August, But, There Is One


Along with this windy and chilly August, there were earthquakes shooke Lombok of Nusa Tenggara Barat (eastern province of Bali). It was above 7 in Richter scale, colliding houses, masjids, schools and many other buildings.

The survival have to live in tents, lack of facilities and live in scare.

I know how it feels. I had been there when a big earthquake ruined Jogja in 2006.

Lombok which means 'straight path' is also known as the island of thousands masjids. The governor is a hafizh, subhanallah. Many muslims live there. This island is now crying for help. We can donate through some trusted charitable foundations.

Prayforlombok


Allah has mentioned in
Al-Baqarah: 155 - 157 about the disaster and tests:

وَلَنَبْلُوَنَّكُم بِشَىْءٍ مِّنَ ٱلْخَوْفِ وَٱلْجُوعِ وَنَقْصٍ مِّنَ ٱلْأَمْوَٰلِ وَٱلْأَنفُسِ وَٱلثَّمَرَٰتِۗ وَبَشِّرِ ٱلصَّٰبِرِينَ

And We will surely test you with something of fear and hunger and a loss of wealth and lives and fruits, but give good tidings to the patient,


ٱلَّذِينَ إِذَآ أَصَٰبَتْهُم مُّصِيبَةٌ قَالُوٓا۟ إِنَّا لِلَّهِ وَإِنَّآ إِلَيْهِ رَٰجِعُونَ

Who, when disaster strikes them, say, "Indeed we belong to Allah, and indeed to Him we will return."


أُو۟لَٰٓئِكَ عَلَيْهِمْ صَلَوَٰتٌ مِّن رَّبِّهِمْ وَرَحْمَةٌۖ وَأُو۟لَٰٓئِكَ هُمُ ٱلْمُهْتَدُونَ

Those are the ones upon whom are blessings from their Lord and mercy. And it is those who are the [rightly] guided.

Source:
Aplikasi Quran:https://goo.gl/w6rESk

We #prayforlombok and hope that they will be better soon.

So, I guess this windy and chilly August brings us many stories. Let's pray for strong iman and hidayah and hope everything is running well.

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