I do not deny that there is great suffering in this world.
And what kind of Muslim would I be if I did not believe
that Allah had the power to subdue it?
Why He does not subdue it
when so many good and innocent people suffer
is a great mystery that I have not yet divined.
What I do know is this: that for every drop of pain,
there is an ocean of joy
and that I would not know one without the other.
And that is Allah’s gift and Allah’s wisdom
My own widowed mother, as much as I love her
forsakes the ocean and praises the drop
at great length, every time I see her.
Many people do this.
And this, it seems to me,
is an even greater mystery.