One of the best deeds I continue to do is to ask Allah to grant me the disposition to accept what I cannot change. Even if I don’t get what I want, it has kept my heart full of gratitude. Holding enmity and resentment is a waste of our precious hearts.
You might think that someone has it all together by what they say or what they post on social media, but absolutely no one does. Life is a balancing act; some people just juggle it a little better than others.
Sometimes I think Allah delays giving me what I want because the peace or happiness I crave comes not from getting what I want, but from having redha over Allah’s decision, which includes his delays.
There is a great blessing in waiting.
I used to think that if life isn’t exciting or overjoying, then something is missing in my life. But actually, there are a lot of blessings in the monotonous moments that we often neglect. As long as we’re still breathing, every day is a gift.
Like everyone else, I get upset and frustrated when I don’t get what I want, but I’ve learned lately that just because things could have been different doesn’t mean they’d have been better. We’re always in the right place at the right time, we just lack the wisdom to recognise it.
Everyone has a breaking point. I’m of the opinion that no one can be strong forever. At some point, the heart can’t take it anymore.
Most of all, I’m still attempting to accept that life’s not a race circuit. As many people have told me over and over again, there is no fixed point where we should be able to see the light. No matter the twists, bends and turns, we will always somehow make it to the end.
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