In the name of Allah, The Light
A picture is not always what it seems. Some pictures become clear when you look at them from far away. In fact they are meant to be looked from far away. From up close they are nothing more than forms and shapes
Life is like that sometimes. You never know what a particular piece of your life means until you see it from a good distance, from a point in the future or from the eyes of a friend or even a stranger. It looks like time used the colors of your soul and the blood from your wounds to paint this masterpiece with its bare hands. And you are in awe of it once you are viewing it from the perfect spot. Every drop was worth it.
There were times in my life I regretted to death. Memories that haunt me and words that hate me because they had what we call consequences. But I have figured I was looking at it from the wrong side of time. I was putting the piece of puzzle in the wrong spot.
You beat yourself into insanity thinking you could have done this or shouldn’t have said that otherwise it wouldn’t be such a mess. Yet the Prophet (saw) has told us :-
“What missed you was not meant to befall you and what befell you was not meant to miss you” [At Tirmidhi]
I never came to term with this thought until now. I am looking at that picture time painted and hearing it whisper to me -”beautiful huh?”
The perfection of it all makes one wonder about the sequence of life. Are we moving ahead in time or is life meeting us on its way back? Did consequences just already know they were blessings? Indeed how wonderful are the affairs of the believers. It’s like the future and the past are in it together. And we are their little private joke.