The Dua
Monday, June 1, 2026
One day, I sat there thinking, He has the entire universe in His hands, every star, every ocean, every soul ever born — what will our little patience mean to Him? But then I thought maybe that’s exactly why it matters, because in all that vastness, He still sees us standing here, holding something fragile and real, asking Him not to let it slip away.
Of course His plan is grand and vast — perhaps what He wants is for whatever grows between us to outlast the infatuation of this day. Not like a toy a child begs for, cherishes for a moment, then lets it collect dust the day a new one comes along — but like a dua a mother makes for her child, one he doesn’t fully understand yet, but grows into, and one day looks back on with gratitude and tears.
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