Once in a while, people enter our lives and lessen the loneliness of being away from Home.

Give. Even when you know you can get nothing back.

In dunya, the image is always better than the reality. In Jennah, the Reality is better than any image ever could be.

If you allow dunya to own your heart, like the ocean that owns the boat, it will take over. You will sink down to the depths of the sea. You will touch the ocean floor.

Tell this imprisoned soul that it will never be owned. Nothing will ever own you. But God.

Some feel lonely because they haven't found that perfect 'companion' yet. Sometimes Allah sends everyone else away so you can find that only in Him.

Our first and true home was Paradise: a land that is both perfect and eternal. So the yearning for that type of life is a part of our being. The problem is that we try to find that here. And so we create ageless creams and cosmetic surgery in a desperate attempt to hold on-in an attempt to mold this world into what it is not, and will never be.