Yesterday, I put hot oil in water and witnessed the birth of a new natural disaster. 🌋 Oil flying, water exploding, me reconsidering every life choice. My friend was laughing like, “Cooking with someone who knows nothing is so fun.” 😭
There comes a point when one must cease interrogating the silence of circumstances and simply trust that divine wisdom operates beyond the limits of human perception.
I’ve surrendered it all to Allah now. What He has decreed for me will reach me, and what He withholds was never mine to possess. I find peace in His decree, even where my understanding falls short.
Lately, the heaviness feels a little more personal. There are things I wish I could say, feelings I wish I could put somewhere… but somehow, I always end up carrying them alone.