A stranger

A stranger comes knocking, asking favours. I respond, for the tasks are of my trade and will take me but a moment to fulfill. They shower me with gratitude, but it is I who should be thankful. For the gifts of Allah: a few small good deeds to compensate for my vast array of misdemeanors. But it is more than that, I believe. I investigate the stranger and shy away suddenly humbled: a lover of God and His Messenger, a teacher and guide, a pious soul. Tis the sacred month of Rajab, I learn, in which Allah pours His Mercy upon the penitent and accepts the actions that people have done for His sake. Whoever is spiritually sick due to their sins – know that the medicine has come. Allah sends a stranger knocking; they appear to be asking a favour, but they are really dispensing guidance.