There is a lot of pain and suffering in the world, that can’t be denied. Everyone goes through some difficulties in their life. Our tests come in multiple forms, whether it be physical pain caused by bodily harm or illness, mental exhaustion as a result of stressful situations, or emotional turmoil due to the loss of a loved one. We can suffer short, sharp, and intense bursts of anguish, as well as drawn-out and lengthy periods of torment. Some of us come to intimately know one or more of these types of distresses, others seem to be cursed with them all. Why do we suffer, and why in these various ways?

It is my belief that God never gives a person more then they can bear. All forms of suffering in this world are ultimately temporary. We simply need the patience to bear it. As long as we are patient and thankful for the blessings we have, I believe that there is no burden that is truly unbearable. Often at times we get so wrapped up in our hardship that we fail to notice all the gifts we have been favored with. Sometimes hard times are the only thing that makes us realize the true value of the things we still possess. In this way, pain can bring with it its own unforeseen blessings.

In the end, we should remember that as difficult as it is to bear, there is a significant wisdom to pain. Suffering goes hand-in-hand with our physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual growth. It makes us stronger, wiser, and more mature, and it equips us to deal with greater challenges that in turn will cause us to evolve ever more. I believe that only by embracing suffering, instead of trying to run from it, can we fully realize the immense potential that each and every one of us possesses.




“Terrorist.” “Sand N*gger.” “Towel head.”

There truly is a vast amount of ignorance and ignorant people in the world, but to hear such things said within earshot when the target is either you or someone you love stings on an entirely different level. As a white looking American guy thankfully I hardly receive this kind of abuse, but I was to get a bitter taste of my own. I have a habit of going to this outdoor flea market with my parents on weekends. It’s a large outdoor area where vendors set up tables with all sorts of items that they are looking to sell at a bargain price to be rid of them. Most of the people we meet there are very friendly, especially since my dad is a good negotiator and loves to make small talk.

However, as my mother and I passed by a stand we clearly heard an older man in conversation with his buddies mention something along the lines of, “Did you hear about the Hajj stampede? They ought to have a Hajj every week!” They had clearly seen my mother’s hijab and had started talking amongst themselves. A part of me wanted to reply with some nasty comments of my own, but as a Muslim I would rather take the example of our prophet Muhammed (s.a.) when he said, “To overcome evil with good is good, to resist evil by evil is evil”. In the future if someone were to harass me or someone I was with just because we are Muslim I would hopefully tell them to educate themselves about our religion rather than return their insults. My heart goes out to people who have to deal with these kinds of struggles. Be the better man/woman and don’t stoop to their level.

First Post & Disclaimer

بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

In the name of God, the Most-Gracious, the Most-Merciful.

This blog is a fresh start for me, so I have not linked my previous blog (formerly The Write Way) here. If any of my previous followers come across this site, however, feel free to follow me again. I do not hold any grudges against anyone. Rather, this was something that I needed to do in this way.

I’m mainly writing for myself as a way to cope with some issues I am experiencing. I plan to write from time to time some thoughts that may or may not be of use to myself or other people, as well as share items others have written. I’m not an expert on anything, so take what I say with a grain of salt. Any good that may come out of this is from God alone, and any mistakes are solely on my part.