I Am Covered Through Trials

I was blessed to be born and raised in The Nation of Islam with a personal decision to officially register in 2014. I joined because I saw no other way of life worthy to accept. None proved to be a path I belonged to.

The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan is the literal reason I was born, for if he had not penetrated the minds of my parents with the truth of Allah (God), then they would not have married and conceived me. He is the ultimate example of a human becoming a god, just as Jesus 2,000 years ago said we were! What hasn’t he done for me?

John 10:34 Jesus answered them, is it not written in your law, I said, ye are gods?

As a registered member of The Nation of Islam, I have the opportunity to strive towards perfection and ultimate godhood in the M.G.T. & G.C.C., Muslim Girls in Training & General Civilization Class. However, it is a challenge to be in this world and not succumb to being of this world. I have stumbled plenty of times, but what helps me be steadfast is the protection of the sisterhood. The sisterhood is the equivalent of God’s covering (the “hood”).

Through everything, I know I have Allah and my sisters to make it through. Islam is trying in a world that does not approve, but I’m not done giving my all for freedom.

Allah’s love for His girl, Sister Terrika Muhammad

I am a “Nation Baby” so I was raised in the Nation, but I did still choose Islam for myself. Because we are a curious people with free will, we all have that period of time where we wander from the religious beliefs that we were raised knowing. That lasted approximately six months for me. I realized quickly that I belong in The Nation.

img_0241-2I started hanging with my college friends, you know, living the “college life” and Allah (God) always showed me that I didn’t belong. I had a death experience at least twice. One, an associate was under the influence, and almost drove us off the road. The people around me all thought this situation was funny, but I knew, Allah’s goal was to snatch me back in. I was even put on probation from college being at the wrong place at the wrong time. Thankfully, I completed secondary education with a Bachelors of Science and am currently in the field of technology in accordance with my studies. Then, I was completely oblivious to where I was in that moment. The song that I relate to, that literally had me in tears was Crawl by Chris Brown. I had to crawl my way back to The Nation, to Allah. Quickly!

He gave the human being something that He never gave any of His creatures. He gave us the free will to choose and then He offers us the right way. But He lets us choose if we wish to follow His Way.
– The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan, A Prescription for Humanity (article)

The Nation of Islam set me apart from the people I was around in public. I was taught things that the world could never teach me. I was taught that cleanliness was next to godliness and that I could literally become God! I am the Second Self of God. What an honor that is! If all women knew that, we would carry ourselves better and move like we were on top on the world. Because we literally are. We build nations. I wouldn’t have learned these things had it not been for Master Fard Muhammad, The Most Honorable Elijah Muhammad and The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan. I love them for their sacrifice and for saving my life.

The Nation of Islam showed me how special I was from a young age and helped me to see my true value. Being an M.G.T., Muslim Girl in Training gives me that okay to still be a little girl in Allah’s eyes, while still evolving to be the best woman that I can be. One who is always willing to learn more from God and His servants.

Matthew 18:3 “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven.

God’s servant in our midst, The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan has given me life! I think life should include fulfillment, purpose, honor, humbleness. Minister Louis Farrakhan has taught me how to achieve all of that, plus more! I have a life with untapped value that I am still learning how to discover from The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan.


As I’m continuing to discover my value, I see the importance of dressing modest, which brings up a challenge that comes with being a Muslimah: what do I wear?! Especially in the summer. Almost every store wants for you to conform and show some kind of skin! I am overcoming it by getting my own clothes made. Sometimes we have to go the extra mile for things we love. My Islam is love.

Sister Fatimah: The Revolutionary

I was born in the Nation of Islam, but I accepted for myself and officially registered approximately two and a half years ago. As a registered member, I am a part of the M.G.T. & G.C.C., Muslims Girls in Training & General Civilization Class.

In short, M.G.T. to me means being willing to be shaped into the model of the new woman that comes out of the mind of our Saviour, Master Fard Muhammad.

There are many challenges that I face being a Muslimah, but my number one challenge in this journey is getting other women to understand that we are by no means oppressed. This is a spiritual path that we chose after all else had failed us.

Islam comes after everything else fails.
– The Most Honorable Elijah Muhammad, Everything Has Failed (article, republished from Message To The Blackman)

Sometimes I feel ostracized by others (not necessarily in my sister circle) because they see Muslimahs as weak. They don’t understand our expression of womanhood, so they judge us. Fighting hard to be righteous in this world is strength and Islam has allowed me and many others to freely express our femininity at the highest level. I want others to see the freedom in Islam.

The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan has done so much for me that I can’t thank Allah enough. I would say the most paramount thing is helping me to discover and understand my intrinsic nature. His guidance has enabled me to see deeper into self and realize my value as a co-creater with God, not just physically, but spiritually. No other teacher or preacher of religion on this planet is elevating the black woman in America and really all women over the world.

He has encouraged me to remain steadfast in this journey of self-development so that Allah may use me to be an example for my daughter and other girls/women. The knowledge of self and of Allah can absolutely transform our lives!

There may be many challenges that I face, but it is my Islam that is making me stronger. My Islam is revolutionary. As long as I have Allah, I am a force and will continue to stand in the fight to serve as a vessel who is contributing toward bringing in the new world.

Sister Zakiyyah Maryam’s Islam is Resilient


I am Zakiyyah Maryam and was born and raised in Memphis, Tennessee in the Nation of Islam. My family’s journey to Islam began with my Great-Grandmother, Willie (May Allah Be Pleased with her). She had to pick cotton when she was growing up. She was a sharecropper and that injustice system that kept black people in an economically insufficient condition also kept them away from formal education, which my great-grandmother did not have.When she was allowed to move away from sharecropping, she then began teaching herself how to read and became an avid reader. It was also the truth in the Teachings of the Most Honorable Elijah Muhammad, which is Freedom, Justice, Equality (Islam).

The Most Honorable Elijah Muhammad

The truth that the Black man is The Maker, The Owner, Cream of The Planet Earth, God of The Universe. The truth that the Black woman is the mother of civilization. The truth that Allah (God) came in the Person of Master W.D. Fard Muhammad and that The Messiah or Mahdi has come and would judge this world — in particular America based on her mistreatment of the so-called Negroes of North America and the members of the Original family (Native Americans/so-called Latinos, Asians, and our brothers and sisters in Africa).

This is The Teaching that uplifted my great-grandmother’s spirit and she began introducing her children to The Teachings of Islam through the Honorable Elijah Muhammad. Though my great-grandmother did not register as a Muslim in the NOI (Nation of Islam), my grandmother did and the rest is history. But on my own personal sojourn in Islam, I was soul searching and I was at a point in my life where I needed to find inner strength and inner peace and I discovered that in studying The Holy Qur’an as well as The Teachings. I was about 14 years old when I actually became personally invested in Islam and I decided that I wanted to officially re-register when I was 18-years-old making me officially a part of the M.G.T & G.C.C, Muslim Girl Training & General Civilization Class.


Personally to be an M.G.T. is to be a sister, a righteous woman. A Muslim Girl in Training is not just a look. An M.G.T. is a righteous woman. Righteousness is the essence of our being. We are taught in the NOI that the woman is the second self of God. She is divine and sacred in her nature. Our seven training units brought to us by Master W.D. Fard were to lay the base of the cultivation of our righteous nature and to one day be the leading example for women all around the world. But I think, we must start by looking at our sisters, whether are Muslims or not, as truly our sisters and see the divineness in each other, just as the head of the class, The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan teaches.


The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan has influenced me and the world in many ways, with the Help of Allah. One principle that the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan has taught me is to challenge your fear. He has shown that throughout over his 60 years of service in the Nation of Islam and in rebuilding the Nation of Islam for 40 years absent his teacher, The Honorable Elijah Muhammad. The Minister has travailed through the opposition of the enemy, the powers that be, and other obstacles to complete the promise of Allah (God), which is to break our people free from the shackles of the enemy. The Minister discovered his purpose and I think when you know and understand your purpose in life that you are able to challenge your fear against the greatest of opposition because you have a firm ground of certainty of what it is that you must fulfill. This is not to say that challenging your fears is an easy feat, but it is possible.

According to the dictionary, “fear” is a distressing emotion aroused by impending pain, danger, evil, whether that pain, danger or evil is real, or imagined. If you become afraid even of some imaginary thing that has not yet happened, the distressing emotion will still be present. “Fear” is the feeling, or the condition of being afraid.
Fear restricts: Whatever we are afraid of, that which we fear makes us insecure; and whatever makes us afraid and insecure could cause us to bow. When we are afraid, fear causes us not to think properly. Fear causes us not to act properly. Fear makes you so insecure that you have a tendency to acquiesce, to submit, to surrender to the thing that you’re afraid of. And if you acquiesce, submit and surrender to what you are afraid of, then it becomes a god to you beside God!
– The Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan, Fear, Faith, and Truth (article, lecture)

My current challenge as a Muslimah is attending a college campus with a Muslim population that is not only small but disconnected with the Muslim community outside of campus. Part of that challenge is the fact since Muslims have attended my university, there has not been a connection with the Muslim community outside of campus and that also impacts us individually, as well as how we see each other. It’s getting better now and I think the political climate is forcing us to understand that we do have to grow out of our little shells and embrace each other. I think for me it’s just been hard being the only Black muslim female student on campus and feeling in between of standing out but also feeling isolated. It was also hard because I was just beginning to join the NOI when I started college. But I think through prayer, patience and just being honest about my experience helped me overcome and also knowing I only have two months left, until graduation so I won’t feel this burden much longer.

It started with my great-grandmother who was planted with a love for Islam, so much that the love transpired and lives through my family. I am grateful for her being an example of what it means to be a mother of civilization and for her love to transcend and have such an impact generations later. I am thankful for everything she endured. She has taught me that Islam is Resilience. And resilient, I will be.

Trust in Your Higher Power & Pray Straight Words

There’s no better way to start your Monday off other than praising your Higher Power, thanking him for your mercy, and following through on the word/message.

All of us living have our “ups” and “downs”. Whoever your Higher Power is that you praise and worship hears your cries and your prayers. When the fire comes down on you and times get tough or get the best of you. Your higher power is shaping you for what he has prepared you for. Most times when something GOOD doesn’t come out that fire, it’s because you didn’t follow their instructions.

MEANING you didn’t stop cheating on your significant other, you didn’t let go of that bad seed you call your friend, you missed out on an opportunity because you didn’t think you were qualified, or you thought you were untouchable, so you abused a blessing and used it to deceive others.

Out of every dark tunnel in your life, at the end of that tunnel there’s light.

But first, you have to come to the end of YOURSELF. Meaning you have to surrender yourself and give it all to your Higher Power.

MEANING You have to know in your heart not only through GOOD times but also through BAD times that your Higher Power favors you and He chose you to go through whatever it is to test your strength and your belief. 

Now when coming to yourself it may take more work than you can imagine. You may think awe naw it’s getting too hard I’m gone give up, awe naw this can’t be real. I’m not gone put that much energy in it, awe man this can’t be for me I’m not deserving of this. WHAT YOU SHOULD BE THINKING is “Why not me? Use me Higher Power, show me what I am deserving of.”


I thought I can never have children, per the doctor, per my body, and per my mind because that seed was sat in my brain. Now, I pray and asked my higher power, I just want to bless my significant other with a child. I think he would be a great father. We are good people and we want a baby.

NOW, I went into depression mode when I found out I was pregnant. I did because I wasn’t married. I didn’t have a house. You know the essentials I thought was fit for us to have in order to raise a child up to our expectations.

See I wasn’t specific. I didn’t say, “Higher Power when I get married with a house and luxury car I want to bless my significant other with a child. SO GUESS WHAT…..my Higher Power blessed me with a child to bless my significant other, despite what the doctor said right…BUT WAIT.

Now, during my pregnancy I was sick EVERYDAY, practically the entire pregnancy. I was so sick I wanted to terminate my pregnancy, shame on me right, but wait I’m not done.

My Higher Power said, “Wait isn’t this what you wanted? You asked me for a baby, so I blessed you with a pregnancy. You didn’t say you wanted to be healthy through your pregnancy, you didn’t ask me to wait, until after you were married. I only did what you asked me.” So I thought to myself, “this is correct.” So I prayed and prayed and prayed for strength in my relationship, strength in my understanding, strength in my religion.

Now, at the end of that tunnel look what my Higher Power has done. I have a very handsome and very INTELLIGENT two-year old blessing. Now, I’m engaged to be married, our credit scores are increasing for us to get the house and cars we are deserving of.

So my questions to you are:

  • What are you asking for?
  • Are you being specific?
  • Are you ready to be placed in the fire?
  • Are you ready to come to the end of yourself to receive your blessings?

In my case my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ is my Higher Power. It’s time you find yours.

Written by Linzetta Favors.

Dear Black Women


You have for so long been looked at as last, not supported as much as needed to be by your very one, the black man.

For so long you have been told that you are loud, ghetto, bitter, and angry. So many unjust and unwarranted labels have been placed on you that have not been deserved. Well, I just want to thank you.

I don’t see you as last. I see you as the right hand. The strength of a man when he is down. The backbone of the house whole. The voice inside our heads that reminds us men of who we are when we forget.

Your beauty can’t be duplicated.

Your skin comes in many shades. Yahweh has given your hair the ability to defy gravity. From your locs, your twist, your, braids, are all loved. Your hair is not nappy, full of thickness and strength. You are loud because the roar of a queen can not be silence. You are not ghetto, you are royalty. You are not bitter, you just don’t settle and have no time for games. Anger, you are far from it. You are full of passion and love.

BLACK WOMEN, I just want to tell you that you are loved and appreciated. I understand you don’t get the full support that you truly deserve and I am sorry for that. I understand that for years life has been a struggle and I’m sorry.

There are some of us black men out there who love y’all, that understand we need y’all, that are looking to do better and be better. I just want to thank you BLACK WOMEN for being our all in all. Even when we only gave you half.

Written by Robert Mitchell.

Is laundry infinite or finite? A learned lesson by K Love while washing clothes.

If you pay attention, you can further learn yourself in the smallest instances.

I did laundry last night. After putting my last load in the dryer, I closed the door and loaded the quarters, $1.50/6quarters right? So after putting in my 5th one, it stopped registering my quarters. I put 1 more in to see if it would change. Nope. I said well maybe it tweaked for a sec, let me add another one. NOPE. I waited a few minutes and said ok maybe now it has reset itself and I added yet another one. Nooooooope. I added 5 extra quarters to a machine that showed me that it wasn’t working a whole 6 quarters ago.

Were there other machines there? Absolutely, for whatever reason I had faith in that one. Probably because my clothes were wet, heavy and already in there. I figured since I had already put $1.25 in and all that was needed was for it to take one more quarter that I obviously couldn’t make it take.

Needless to say the clothes are still not dry and I have to now journey to get more change for a new machine. Can’t wear what I wanted to today, because I wasted time and energy on the broken machine… smh… Convenience will cost you something too…

LESSON: This scenario is indicative of areas in my life. I tend to have faith in things that I know aren’t working properly, rather than investing in something new, I’ll continue to invest in the old for reasons of convenience believing that I’m saving time and energy, when I’m really losing both.

Realization is the first step to change.

MESSAGE: Know what to give up on…

Written by K Love.

Project Birthday Bags

I have literally beat every thing doctors said I couldn’t and I have lived longer than they said I would.

I have been chronically ill since the age of 10, which means I’ve practically been sick most of my life. In 2012, I was diagnosed with Hemophagocytic Lymphohistiocytosis (HLH). HLH is a rare autoimmune disorder where the body forms too many activated immune cells. The illness can cause patients to develop a number of neurological abnormalities, which may also cause fevers, rashes, heart and breathing complications, along with an increased risk of certain cancers. Two years later, on August 1, 2014, I received an allogeneic bone marrow transplant. A bone marrow or cord blood transplant allows unhealthy blood cells to be replaced and restored. During my recovery time at Johns Hopkins Hospital, I spent a few months on their oncology floor. While there, I met some great people who were willing to stay up late and talk with me about my problems. I have always suffered with expressing how my illness makes me feel. I never had a problem telling my story but actually saying, “hey this is hard for me and I need help” was a challenge. It’s a great feeling to know I’m not being judged and it’s amazing to know that people are willing to listen; and even more shocked to know they would help. I’m more expressive and less worried about what people think of me and now I feel empowered to give back to others I can relate to.

As it’s approaching my born day, it occurred to me that I will be able to do whatever I want, wherever I want, and when I want. Whereas some children have to spend their birthdays and holidays in the hospital. I remember being in the hospital on Thanksgiving and Christmas and although the doctors treated me well, it wasn’t like being home surrounded by family. So on my twenty-fourth birthday, I’ve decided to visit the oncology floor at Johns Hopkins to give gifts to strong children.

I remember doctors and others telling me that I wouldn’t make it. I can only imagine what the children are being told, so I hope to give them a reason to smile and show them that I am proof that things can get better for those with cancer! The best part is that I am better and I did it all with a smile. I’d tell anyone living with a chronic illness to control it, don’t let it control you. The mind is a powerful thing and if you believe you can do it, there’s no one who can stop you!

If you’re interested, please contribute to Project Birthday Bags here. All donations will go to a fund dedicated to purchasing gifts bags for the children at Johns Hopkins Hospital on the oncology floor of Bloomberg Children’s Hospital. The last date of this campaign is April 8, 2017.

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Pretty Woman

Look @ Me…
What do you see?
Just Beauty?

If you don’t look lose close enough you miss everything

I’ve cried, been kicked, and screamed
I’ve lost and found love then lost it again
Lost my family and even my closest friend
I’ve time after time lost it all my mind and hope
I’ve washed away the residue of Rape with a million bars of soap
I’ve been critized for being who I am
I been turned away by my religion and even some places banned
Through all of this many have salivated at my looks and what they see online

All I want is everything I ever dreamed of and something and somewhere I can call mine
I want to bare my soul to the world on billboards across the world for all to see
That same girl you thought wouldn’t make it off the dirt roads of the south is here for all to see

So look again and realize my beauty is not only on the outside but the inside where it’s imperfect but it’s me


And I wouldn’t choose to do it all over again or have anyone else run in my place

Beauty is only skin deep
But mine is through my veins and in my heart

If you don’t understand who I am please read my facial expression and read this note from the start

-Ameera Muhammad

Dropped Seeds

10150743_10154028785780175_5727764396702081476_nTa-Neesha and I met around the time of Saviours’ Day 2014. I was given her number by the Captain in Toronto, to see about making arrangements to go down together. We were both processing at that same time, but had not met, she was a few months before me. We were in touch by phone for weeks before we actually met in-person the day we left for Detroit together.

In my opinion she was misunderstood by many, (myself included, at times) but she was an extremely beautiful soul with pure intentions. She was passionate but very gracious and you could hear the excitement in her voice. She always had a story or experience to share, teachings/scripture to discuss and dreams or desires to share.

We also nearly lost our lives together coming from Detroit, img_7549 after an 18-wheeler lost control and crashed a few meters in front of us. She was chillingly calm about the whole thing. After comforting me the first thing she did was get out of the car and bring the clearly shaken up truck driver some water.

She inspired me the same way. Also me and her being the only new and younger sisters in years to be processing in our city was a blessing from Allah. We spoke a lot about the problems in our city and ways we could fix them. She was always eager and cheerful about going into the fields when she was around.

One thing I noticed for sure was how much she was loved. I knew she was heavy on social media and knew people across the nation, but after her passing I realized how many people she really touched and really inspired. She was loved all over our Nation.

I know that life in itself is precious and all of ours have purpose. I don’t know exactly how yet or why but she was someone very special.

I believe she dropped seeds in the hearts of many of us.

-Sister Ebboni X

Read more reflections here.

* Sister Alisa Renee * Sister Emunah X * How are le brain waves? * Accepting a transition begins a new journey