While my heart recited the verse:

“And if they turn away, say: Allah is enough for me, there is no god but He; in Him do I place my trust, for He is the Lord of the Mighty Throne.”

My mind too addressed my soul, crying out in distress and terror, saying:

Cry not out at misfortune, O wretch, come, trust in Allah!

For know that crying out compounds the misfortune and is a great error.

Find misfortune’s Sender, and know it is a gift within a gift, and pleasure.

So leave crying out and offer thanks; like the nightingale, smile through your tears!

If you find Him not, know the world is all pain within pain, transience and loss.

So why lament at a small misfortune while around you is a world full of woe? Come trust in Allah!

Trust in Allah! Laugh in misfortune’s face; it too will laugh.

As it laughs, it will diminish; it will be changed and transformed.