Peace, one and all…
‘Everything is perishing except His face’ (28:88)
Every single thing I own will one day pass into another’s hands. Every single thing I will ever achieve, will one day find its place within the grave. Every single thing I am will one day pass out of existence, like a candle extinguished at the arrival of the dawn.
Every thought will vanish. Every desire will fade. Every possession will leaveme. Every ability will disappear. This used to fill me with dread. But as I encounter this prospect here, in this new moment, I find my heart comforted. Wherever I go, I am not that. Whatever I possess, I am not that. Whatever others believe of me, I am not that. Whatever I believe of myself, I am not that. If I am not those things, if I am no thing, then I can become all things, I can become any thing.