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Appreciate What You Have

I asked Allah why I wasn't rich.And He showed me a man with the wealth of a thousand kings,who was lonely, and had no one to share it with.
I asked Allah why I wasn't handsome.And He showed me a man more handsome than any other,who was ugly because of his vanity.
I asked Allah why he'd allowed me to become old.And He showed me a boy of 16,who lay dead at a scene of a car accident.
I asked Allah why I didn't have bigger house.And He showed me a family of six, who'd evicted from their tiny shack,and were forced to live on the street.
I asked Allah why I had to work.And He showed me a man who couldn't find a decent job,because he had never learned to read.
I asked Allah why I wasn't popular.And He showed me a socialite with a thousand friends,who all left the minute the money and fun no longer with him.
I asked Allah why I wasn't smarter.And He showed me a natural born genius,who was serving life in prison for making ill use of his knowledge and intelligence.
I asked Allah why He put up with a thankless sinner like me'And He showed me His Qur'an,and the sacrifices of His beloved Prophet,and i knew then how much He loves me.
Allah Loves You<3

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