Na'ima B. Roberts is an amazing a author and beautiful Muslim woman. I fell in love with her book "From my sisters' lips" - (ladies if you have a chance get it and read it). It her and other Muslim sisters' stories of reverting to Islam and the steps taken to get onto the path, as well as Muslims taking the steps to get BACK onto the righteous path. This poem i found of her's that hit home when i read it :)

Do we do all we can to worship our Lord as much as we can, regardless of the opinions and maybe even oppressions of our society?? Have a read, its truely Ma'shaAllah :)

I worship my Lord
(A Muslim in the West)
by Na’ima B. Robert

I wake before dawn.
No muadhin calls me,
No footsteps stir me,
Instead society spurns me,
Labels me and burns me.
But everyday,
I wake before dawn.

I wear my hijab.
No father threatens me,
No religious police warn me,
Instead society judges me
Mocks me and shuns me.
But everyday,
I wear my hijab.

I rear my children.
No family pressures me,
No work barriers limit me,
Instead society shames me,
Names me and blames me.
But everyday,
I rear my children.

I follow the Sunnah.
No culture defines me,
No history holds me,
Instead, society scolds me,
Re-makes and moulds me.
But every day, I follow the Sunnah.

I strive for Paradise.
No teachers indoctrinate me,
No worldly hardships sedate me,
Instead society rejects me,
Tempts me and affects me.
But every day, I strive for Paradise.

I worship my Lord.
No imam compels me,
No rules force my heart,
Instead, society fears me,
And dares not come near me.
But every day, I worship my Lord.

Every day,
In every way,
Through hardship and strife
And the all-consuming,
O so fleeting
Bitter sweetness of life,
I worship my Lord.

I worship
My Lord.