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With Him are the keys of the Unseen; none knows them but He. He knows whatever is in land and sea. Not a leaf falls, but He knows it. Not a grain in the darkness of the earth, not a thing, fresh or withered, but it is written in a Clear Record
You are not more difficult to see than a black ant, scampering over a black rock, under the cover of the darkest of moonless nights.
What is inside you is not harder to know than every single leaf that changes color and falls off every autumn tree.
God sees you, hears you, and knows what is hidden so deep within you that it may still be a mystery to you.
He can distinguish your quiet, whispering voice from the voices of billions of others. The bustling of marketplace shouts and arguments do not drown you out.
The roaring of stormy oceans does not drown you out. Your voice does not crackle or get cut off when you are calling out to Him. This is not a long-distance phone call.
Your suffering is not unknown to Him. Your anger is not unknown to Him. That which you have suppressed and controlled within you is not unknown to Him. The truth of everything, though you may be hiding it from everyone else, is not unknown to Him.
There is never a moment when His Seeing, Hearing, or Knowledge fail.
Why then do you seek to solely be seen or heard or understood by His creation whose seeing, hearing and knowledge fail all the time?
Everyone is hiding something. And if all that is hidden is only known to Him, it must follow that true contentment and true ease and true peace can only be sought at His door. Writer Asmaa Hussein.