فَبِأَيِّ آلاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ

A few times!!!

Now and then there is nothing to compose or state...
There is a silence that throws a shadow over our entire being...
In this silence, lack of concern turns out to be solid to such an extent that one doesn't feel the pain...

Indeed, even the cries of words and seeing them tortured doesn't affect a little to the entire being...

The smoke of suffering ascends in the heart so quick that there is nothing that is awarded aside from approaching Allah...

Each call Allah says...

Each call is helped... Each time He agrees...

Each time He is missed and called...

This world is only a game show...

Each time a sin is made...

Each time He blesses...

There is no restriction to His kindness...

No restriction to my offense...

However His love proceeds. We are taken alive and given everything...

However carelessness proceeds, everything is overlooked...

He smiles again and says...

فَبِأَيِّ آلاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ

Which then of the favors of your Lord will you deny?

Ahh!!!!!

At that point, defeat is acknowledged.....

Tears of regret start to stream with this...

Truly, without a doubt, He can do all things.....