I <3 Islam *on hold*

I asked Allah

I asked Allah

I asked Allah why I wasn't rich.

He showed me a man with the wealth of a thousand kings, Who was lonely, and had no one to share it with.

I asked Allah why I wasn't beautiful.

He showed me a woman more beautiful than any other, Who was ugly because of her vanity?

I asked Allah why He'd allowed me to become old.

He showed me a boy of 16, who lay dead at the scene of a car accident.

I asked Allah why I didn't have a bigger house.

He showed me a family of six,

who had just been evicted from their tiny shack, And were forced, to live on the street.

I asked Allah why I had to work.

He showed me a man, who couldn't find a decent job, Because he'd never learned to read.

I asked Allah why I wasn't more popular.

He showed me a socialite with a thousand friends, Who all left the moment the money and parties were no longer there.

I asked Allah why I wasn't smarter.

He showed me a natural born genius,

Serving life in prison for making ill use of his knowledge.

I asked Allah why He put up with a thankless sinner like me.

He showed me THE QURAAN. [Holy Book]

I knew then how much He loved me.