On the [same] Day the hypocrite men and hypocrite women will say to those who believed, “Wait for us that we may acquire some of your light.” It will be said, “Go back behind you and seek light.” And a wall will be placed between them with a door, its interior containing mercy, but on the outside of it is torment.
When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.
Henri J.M. Nouwen, Out of Solitude: Three Meditations on the Christian Life (via kushandwizdom)
If relatives help each other, what evil can hurt them? ~ African proverb
Ears that do not listen to advice, accompany the head when it is chopped off. ~African Proverb
I walked across my mind, through my heart, inside my nafs, and found You closer than all of them.