Tonight I met a Muslim at the masjid with mental deficiencies (May Allah forgive me if this is not the respectful way to say it)... I sat by myself and got very sad. I began to think about how harsh this life can be to a strong man with all his faculties... How must it be for this young man... I began to tear up but then in almost the same instant... I felt an even greater sadness for myself... When this world passes and I stand before my Lord... I would wish and beg to be this young man... For Allah will restore him to his best shape and I will be questioned for all of these faculties that I had. I will be asked about my choice of words... My intellect... How I led myself from one thing to another with no excuse... I had no handicap... Nothing keeping me from performing what was asked of me... And in the end... I concluded that it was he who should be the one tearing up for me.
Posted on: Mon, 13 Oct 2014 01:06:48 +0000
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