Sorrow's

The sorrow is beautiful when it brings you back to Him.
The sorrow is a story to tell when it ends with a return to The All-Hearing (Al-Samee').
The sorrow is beloved when it fills you with love for The Most Loving (Al-Wadud).
The sorrow is freeing when it allows you to submit to The Granter of Peace (Al-Mu'min).
The sorrow is a teacher of mercy, when you recognize how He has been The Most Merciful (Ar-Rahim).

The sorrow is burden when it drains you to turn to Him.
The sorrow is cage when it keeps you from Him.

The sorrow can be as you mold it.

I Peace Through Chaos

I am not a victim. I am not a survivor. I am an overcomer. I am a forgiver. I live in my strength. I live as an observer of my pain. I am not my pain. I am not the aggressions that I have witnessed. I am not the heartache that shattered my will to try. I am a guider of my heart. I am a guider of my thoughts. I the orchestrator of my condition. I am the gatekeeper. I decide what enters. I decide what doesn't fester. I decide to let go, to release my grip on my license to shun. I am a forgiver. I am a move-on-er. I focus through haze. I calm through havoc. I water on fire. I peace through chaos.

Allah is in control of all things. Allah prefers the strong believer over the weak one. I ask Allah to make me the things I claim to be. I ask You to make me the strength that I require. I ask that I am a source of light for others, not one who needs light, not one who brings darkness. I ask you oh Allah to stroke my soul with the brush of submission, will, drive, devotion, and fortitude.

You are the All-Able. I am unable without You. Allow me oh Allah, for You are in control of all.