The one thing I know for certain is that I don’t deserve this, in any way shape or form. I’ve fallen again and again, refusing to pick myself up, but His hand, extending out, reaching for mine, is unwavering in its presence and strength. I ask and He gives. I ask for more and He gives more. I only have to ask.
Yet what an ungrateful wretch I am. I take without thinking, without thanking. I only reach out. And I get everything.
sigh.
SubhanAllah. Haj, I think that most, if not all of us are like that. We tend to turn to Allah only when times are tough and forget Him in times of ease. This is a test for us.
When we remember and are grateful to Allah in times of ease, He will remember us in times of hardship.