In the end, goodness will only be found in the forelocks of horses or in the distant mountains where evil cannot reach. All else will be done for in due time.
My grandmother who grew up in Jerusalem told me that whenever it snowed in the winter, the kids would have the biggest snowball fights and rush to the Al-Aqsa mosque compound and see the golden dome emerging from the snow like a castle from a fairytale.
That family member is at it again with their pointed comments about you. As much as you have told them stop, they won’t listen.
You can be angry about it, but you are more than the fury in your chest.
Ask Allah to remove it with this du’a. Save in on Ameen: https://t.co/IZjm5F6eMx
81 years ago today, the U.S. B-29 bomber Enola Gay dropped the world's first deployed atomic bomb. A hundred thousand people were killed. John Hersey's pioneering piece, "Hiroshima," tells the stories of six who lived. A young woman working in a tin plant, a doctor at a private hospital, a widow, a German missionary, a young surgeon, and a local reverend—all wondered why they had survived the blast, which arrived as a soundless flash. "It seemed a sheet of sun," one recalled. Revisit Hersey's intimate, deeply reported piece following those survivors through the deadly day, and the ruin and recovery that followed: https://t.co/FDIG4Pqwyh