have faith.

"I get out of the bed and begin to make the quiet, nightly journey to the room across the hall, but am suddenly diverted by my longing.In Mummy''s room, in the drawer of her dresser where she kept her prayer rug, I find a copy of the Quran. I look up the verse-Ayatul Kursi-and find the words. Bismillah ir Rahman ir Raheem. "In the Name of God, Most Merciful, Most Compasionate, "I read, in English and in Arabic. He knows what lies before them, and what is after them, and they comprehend not anything of His knowledge save such as He wills. I trace the words with my finger, over and over again, and realized what i did not before. That not all questioned can be answered. That some truths are beyond the capacity of our minds to understand."

[pg 303-304,Nafisa Haji_ The Writing on My Forehead]