Every event is a blessing because it brings some good news.
Sweet or bitter, the event still brings some good news.
The event in its entirety is a messenger carrying some beneficial meaning.
A meaning which transcends beyond the reality of this creation.
Although I may not be the primary recipient of the event (a particular),
I am still the primary addressee of its message (from universal to particular).
Bitter events awaken my consciousness.
Sweet events not so much, perhaps some exceptions.
Undesired events heighten me about my insecurities.
How powerless, weak, and fragile am I in my being.
This feeling of helplessness makes me seek a One that can provide me with comfort.
Alas, nothing of this universe can compensate for what my state of being is.
Everything here is equally vulnerable like I am for how they can give me hope.
I need succor while running left and right but nothing of this universe can give me salvation.
When all hopes are exhausted, reality kicks in, I beseech and call upon the Source of my Existence,
Just like Prophet Jonah (pbuh) who cried out facing a stormy moment.
“Verily harm has afflicted me and you are the most merciful of the merciful.” Quran (21:83)