Slowly slow

Bismillahirrahmaanirrahiim...

In the name of Allah, the Most Merciful, the Most Beneficient

Have you ever thought in life once -if not most- why do I have to continuously struggle ? Why am I being tried ?

And it feels tiring, isn't it ? To be always on watch to keep yourself on guard, to make sure you made the "right" decisions (even if you don't actually know if it's right or wrong).

And then, when you're in such difficulty or you're such in need of something, you just turn to Allah...and you ask of Him to guide you...to help you...to fix you...or to just do anything to you so long He's still be with you no matter what.

You wait, wait, and wait...and wait. And wait, for something to at least happen. To know that He'd actually heard what you felt, what you tried to convey.

Somehow, the waiting just seem forever and ever...that you're starting to lose your patience. On yourself, and on Him.

Over time, you kinda just forgot all about those struggles that you once had, of the things you ever said and asked of Him.

But one day, or some other days, you found yourself getting answers to those heartfelts. Those prayers that you openly or monologued-ly uttered...

It just left you with a squeezing pain of joy and happiness, and tears in your eyes, sobbing, and thanking Allah...because for all these years, months, or even days Allah's been listening to you all along.

He knows.

He knows....and He's just waiting to give you at the right time.

Slowly slow.