Time for solitude. God, I ask you to remake my heart. Fill it with what You love. Remove from it what You don’t. And mend what I’ve broken.

Time of difficulty test our faith, our fortitude and our strenght. During these times, the level of our imaan becomes manifest

I loved. I lost. So I learned to love what is never lost. Then even what I loved that can be lost was through what cannot be lost...so it was never lost.

If there is one recipe for unhappiness it is that: expectations.

Any beauty you see in me is only a reflection of Him, any ugliness, a reflection of my self.

If you seek Him, God can raise you up, and replace the darkness of the ocean, with the light of His Sun.

When someone shows you their heart, their past, their wounds, they have entrusted you with the deepest part of themselves. It is the part of themselves that makes them uniquely beautiful. To be trusted in this way is a great honor. Guard that trust with your life.