WHY WE HAVE TO DO SHUKR

I asked Allah why I wasn't rich.
He showed me a man with the wealth of a thousand kings,
Who was lonely, and had no one to share it with.
I asked Allah why I wasn't beautiful.
He showed me a woman more beautiful than any other,
Who was ugly because of her vanity?
I asked Allah why He'd allowed me to become old.
He showed me a boy of 16, who lay dead at the scene of a car accident.
I asked Allah why I didn't have a bigger house.
He showed me a family of six,
who had just been evicted from their tiny shack,
And were forced, to live on the street.
I asked Allah why I had to work.
He showed me a man, who couldn't find a decent job,
Because he'd never learned to read.
I asked Allah why I wasn't more popular.
He showed me a socialite with a thousand friends,
Who all left the moment the money and parties were no longer there.
I asked Allah why I wasn't smarter.
He showed me a natural born genius,
Serving life in prison for making ill use of his knowledge.
I asked Allah why He put up with a thankless sinner like me.

He showed me THE QURAAN.


I knew then how much He loved me.

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O Allah, make us the ones who guide aright & are guided aright, who are neither misguided nor do they lead others astray. At peace with Your friends, at war with Your enemies. Loving with Your love those who You love. Despising with Your antagonism those of Your creatures who oppose You. O Allah, this is the supplication & it is up to You to grant it. This is the effort & the reliance is on You.