Talking out my emotions on my Mother’s cancer I see that my newfound faith of Islam and makes me oddly okay with her illness. Add to that belief system, my own dealing with sickness, death and life afterwards, I am ever ready to face the truth of reality. Life IS defined by the fact that we WILL die one day.
Yes, I’ve said that last part here before, yet Mom’s cancer begs my repeating it now. The Buddhism I shared here before thought me much and I use that with the Muslim faith I practice now. That was the whole ethic I used before my full conversion to Islam.
My scholarly learning trained me to seek out things I could benefit from in any belief system and use it to cope with life as I needed it. Not saying the Islam does not offer the same, but I just put in context for long time readers and myself here. Just because you wholeheartedly are one faith now, does not change what we learned in the past.
For if lessons of one faith can help us come to terms with life as it is, why not use it?