Spiritual Healing
Question:
You
are an efficacious instrument of solace ordained by Allah for suffering
humanity, and in hours of desolation, your persona appears as a beacon of hope.
From what precipice should I begin narrating the tragedy of my ill-fated
household? I dread that you might dismiss my extensive appeal; yet dear mentor,
by the Grace of the Merciful Creator, this matter is grave—it is the saga of my
innocent siblings' shattered dreams. Regarding you as an asylum appointed by
God, I confide this sorrow. For the sake of God and His Beloved Prophet (peace
and blessings be upon him), do not cast my plea aside; every syllable has been
penned in my own heart's blood.
Answer:
Wretched
misfortune is preordained for no one. Allah Almighty is the Creator, loving His
creation more tenderly than seventy mothers. However, when created beings
stubbornly insist upon wallowing in misery and refusing inner peace, Allah
Almighty leaves them to their chosen devices. The bitter and toxic atmosphere
of your home is primarily fueled by your own household members. Human nature
possesses a peculiar blindness: an individual fails to perceive the immense
beam obstructing their own eye, yet magnifies a stray hair in another's into an
insurmountable mountain. My counsel will likely prove unpalatable to your kin,
for the members of your family remain deeply encased within the rigid shells of
obstinacy, wrath, and tribal egotism. Kindly accept my sincere apologies.