The Barakah In Providing: A Husband’s Journey Through Rizqi

     One of the mistake I made, despite everyone around me is doing and I saw how it impacted my marriage with Aina is the idea of nafkah. The idea is that I will pay off all the bills and commitment, the groceries, entertainment and so on, and the remaining of my salary till it dries up. If insufficient, Aina will help with her salary after she have done all that is needed from her end. I've checked around, my friends are all doing it but I seem to be forgetting what I preached, doesn't mean everyone is doing it we will need to do it as well.

    You can do however you wanted when it comes to splitting responsibility, the only problem is the religion demand man to provide a shelter, food, healthcare and safety for their wife. If the wife allow to share their earnings than it becomes sedekah. I've think about this a lot as it becomes 1 of the issue raised. I have a million thing to respond to this, especially when Aina agreed to sharing the income and following what I planned above. We as husband must seek for baraqah, everything that we provide brings us Baraqah and everything will become blessed by Allah S.W.T.

    The more I read about the concept of nafkah and rizqi, the more I realized that, the more I give the more I will get back, this I understand but the other aspect of it that is to believe in Allah in handling the rizqi business, I can't quite digest, because I' a staunch believer that I will need to work in order to be paid, meaning to say, I have to put in the effort on order to yield money. 

    The reason I include this as an important lesson I learnt is because, I'm not calculative and is not shy to share my gains with the familyor friends, especially family to be precise. So I can say I have seen how the money return back to me in un expected ways but this doesn't mean I'm not freaking out whenever money is running low hence the reason why I asked Aina to share the responsibility. Now I no longer feel such, I will not go on spending spree but I loosen up my grip on my fear of not having money. If I feel like donating I will, if I feel like buying toys for my daughter I will. If I feel like taking Aina out for a fine dining, I will. It's not as if I didn't do all of that before but I did it much more freely without having to calculate much in my head.

    This is a direct relation with Tawakkal, if you submit and surrender to Allah, everything else follows. This peaceful feeling is priceless, never would I imagine a life which is worry free like this and surely wants to protect this. I prayed to Allah for a proper restart with Aina and I can't wait to show her this side of life. To be able to not worry about money like I did last time and finally step up to provide better and to not ask her to share to load anymore, the rizqi will come and it will be enough, I can do the budget better without splurging on the unnecessary things. 

    I was the assumption being an adult I have to always worry about the next paycheck, the next payment or bills, constantly worry whether I will have a job next month but this way of thinking is possible, free from worries, trust that Allah knows whats best for you including your rizqi, it's written as 1 of Allah secret. Chase for the blessing of Allah, Baraqah and all will be good for us.

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