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Do Not Despair

Hazrat Maulana Jalaluddin Rumi, may God sanctify his secret.

Say, do not despair because the Beloved drives you away; if
He drives you away today, will He not call you back tomorrow?

If He shuts the door on you, do not go away; be patient
there, for after patience He will seat you in the place of
honour.

And if He bars against you all ways and passages, He will
show you a secret way, which no man knows.

Is it not the case that when the butcher cuts off the head of
a sheep with his knife, he does not abandon what he has slain,
but first slays, and then draws?

When no more breath remains to the sheep, he fills it with
his own breath; you will see whither God’s breath will bring
you!

I spoke this as a parable; else, His generosity slays no man,
rather it rescues him from slaying.

He gives all the kingdom of Solomon to a single ant; He
bestows both worlds, and does not startle a single heart.

My heart has travelled round the world and found none
like Him; whom does He resemble? Whom does He resemble?

Ah, silence! For without speech He gives to all of this wine
to taste, He gives to taste, He gives to taste, He gives to taste.

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W
hy do we read Quran, we can’t even understand Arabic?


This is beautiful story

An old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Qur’an.


His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could.

One day the grandson asked, ‘Grandpa, I try to read the Qur’an just like you but I don’t understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Qur’an do?’


The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied, ‘Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water.’


The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said, ‘You’ll have to move a little faster next time,’ and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again.


This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.


The old man said, ‘I don’t want a bucket of water; I want a basket of water. You’re just not trying hard enough,’ and he went out the door to watch the boy try again.


At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show this grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house.


The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty.


Out of breath, he said, ‘See Grandpa, it’s useless!’ ‘So you think it is useless?’ The old man said, ‘Look at the basket.’


The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out.


‘Son, that’s what happens when you read the Qur’an. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Allah (SWT) in our lives.

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All I Have is All You Gave


Only
You
I choose among the entire world.

Is it fair of You
letting me be unhappy?

My heart is a pen in Your hand.
It is all up to You
to write me happy or sad.

I see only what You reveal
and live as You say.
All my feelings have the color
You desire to paint.

From the beginning to the end,
no one, but
You.

Please make my future
better than the past.

When You hide,
I change to a Godless person;
and when You appear,
I find my faith.

Don’t expect to find
any more in me
than what You give.

Don’t search for
hidden pockets, because
I’ve shown You that.

All I have
is
all You gave.

Rumi

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