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The Station of the Prophet

Imam Suhaib Webb gives a khutbah on January 6th 2012 about ‘The Station of the Prophet’ at the ISBCC.

Imam Suhaib Webb gives a khutbah on January 6th 2012 about ‘The Station of the Prophet’ at the ISBCC.

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Suhaib Webb

Suhaib Webb

Suhaib Webb is a contemporary American-Muslim educator, activist, and lecturer. His work bridges classical and contemporary Islamic thought, addressing issues of cultural, social and political relevance to Muslims in the West. After converting to Islam in 1992, Webb left his career in the music industry to pursue his passion in education. He earned a Bachelor’s in Education from the University of Central Oklahoma and received intensive private training in the Islamic Sciences under a renowned Muslim Scholar of Senegalese descent. Webb was hired as the Imam at the Islamic Society of Greater Oklahoma City, where he gave khutbas (sermons), taught religious classes, and provided counselling to families and young people; he also served as an Imam and resident scholar in communities across the U.S.

From 2004-2010, Suhaib Webb studied at the world’s preeminent Islamic institution of learning, Al-Azhar University, in the College of Shari`ah. During this time, after several years of studying the Arabic Language and the Islamic legal tradition, he also served as the head of the English Translation Department at Dar al-Ifta al-Misriyyah.

Outside of his studies at Al-Azhar, Suhaib Webb completed the memorization of the Quran in the city of Makkah, Saudi Arabia. He has been granted numerous traditional teaching licenses (ijazat), adhering to centuries-old Islamic scholarly practice of ensuring the highest standards of scholarship. Webb was named one of the 500 Most Influential Muslims in the World by the Royal Islamic Strategic Studies Center in 2010.


  • Alhamdullilah. May Allah (SWT) grannt Suhaib Webb jannah and unit all of us with the Prophet (P.B.U.H.)

  • Mashallah may Allah bless my dear brother Suhaibwebb with all the goodness in duniya and akhira and i want him to make and train more like him and may we have 1000 suhaibwebbs who speak about his beloved prophet sallahusallam inshallah
    and only love for the sake of allah

  • Very inspirational khutba by shaikh, yes as stated above, it would be nice have this khutbah converted into text and PDF for wider circulations
    Allah knows best

  • Alhamdulilah, a very good message, thank Allah for such a sheikh for giving us this reminder. Masyalah tabarakallah.

  • I would like to share what was – for me – the knowledge that converted respect into love. i apologise for the long post and hope for the site’s indulgence.

    As a “born Muslim”, of course I grew up hearing and learning about the good qualities of our Prophet Muhammad, and the key points of his life story. He, and all other Prophets, always seemed distant to me, because the stories that are told are superlative in nature and rarely touched on the difficulties they went through (or they were not presented as particularly difficult, since they were men of God – their human responses were glossed over). When a school assignment required compiling a list of role models, he didn’t even make my list, because I couldn’t write about qualities I was unable to relate to.

    It wasn’t until I read the Qur’an translation for myself, that he became a human being to me – whose character then became truly admirable in a real way because it was in spite of and perhaps rose from the very human experiences he went through, and therefore, relatable. I also realised that the previous Prophets had quite different personality traits – not the idealised mythic sameness that i understood them to be. it became then possible for me to wonder how each of them might have been clothed in the manner of their people, for instance (children’s books had every single one of them in Arabic long robes), thus making them real because historically the different human civilisations, and different human leaders at different eras, were obviously different. i remember because my friend at the time thought the idea that Moses might have worn Egyptian kilts when he was growing up in the Pharaoh’s palace, was somehow vaguely heretical.

    anyway, that was when our Prophet, became real as a person to me, to be admired. eventually, as i knew more, and realised that on top of being relatable from *his* experiences, he would also have been able to understand *my* problems, i began to respect as well as admire him.

    around this time i began to have some deeper understanding of what it means, that we would all be present at the time when time ends and the entire universe collapses into a burning inferno. so now here is the clincher. i already believed in Prophet Muhammad, admired him, and respected him. but he was alive then, and i am alive now. who am i to him? without that direct personal connection, you can respect and admire someone, even love his qualities, but love *him*? even God is loved by the realisation of His attributes to *you*, which is why Deists – though believing in God’s existence – don’t *love* Him.

    so then i read the hadith where he directly thought about Muslims who will be after him, calling us brethren as though he knows us. and i learned that under a most distractingly honoured situation of the night of Ascension, he remembered us. and i learned that he saved his favour from God, intending out of his deep concern, to remember us again and rescue as many of us as he can. i mean, of course he is all but certain to be saved himself but think about it: i think every one of us would be hard-pressed to *remain* in the tumult any longer than absolutely necessary, if we could immediately escape it into heaven, even if we are in a protected bubble of sorts, yes? after all, as with other Prophets, he already completed his job, and very well too. yet on the day when everyone will only think of themselves, he will ask for other than himself, and it will be for us. that means, including me, (if i help him to help me). now that is love, and what moved me finally to love.

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