Allah does not send a bill
A man reached 70 years of age and was affected by a disease which made him unable to urinate. The doctors told him that he needs an operation to cure the disease. He agreed to do the operation as the problem was giving him severe pain for days.
When the operation was completed the doctor gave him a bill which covered all the costs. After looking at the bill, the man started crying. Upon seeing this, the doctor said "If the cost is too high then we could make some other arrangements for you." The old man replied, "I am not crying because of the money but I am crying because Allah let me urinate for 70 years and He never sent me a bill!"
Subhanallah! We rarely thank Allah for these things which are indeed great favours. Let us ask Allah to grant us the ability to recognize His bounties and thank Him often.
And He giveth you of all that ye ask for. But if ye count the favors of Allah, never will ye be able to number them. Verily, man is given up to injustice and ingratitude. (Quran 14:24)
If things go well, nothing comes into our mind. If our tooth doesn't pain, we never think of it. If there is no burning stomach, we do not pay attention to it and take things for granted. We are never grateful, just run and scold when something goes wrong, has been spoiled or gets sick. An average person in 90% is okay. Still, because of the 10% one complains the whole day. We can realize the importance of a door only when the key breaks into the lock.
The trouble begins with our upbringing. „Don't get off the road, I'll slap you! Don't pollute your clothes while eating because I'm going to hit your butt!” Are you familiar with it? Whatever we did, there was a sanction or a price. Growing up, we can only think in terms of prices and sanctions. “If you don't pay your tax, we will confiscate your house. If you do this or that, you can face up to 3-5 years in prison.” Prices represent another chapter.
How strange would it sound: please sir, pay for the healing by thinking kindly to us! We wouldn't go to such an unreliable place! Scandal! They don't even ask for money!
In Zimbabwe, even 15 years ago people did not understand why they had to pay water fees. God gives the water from heaven! And if they brought water from the wells, they could see that the more they use them, the more water they get! Only the well that is not used dries up! This is how God's grace works. It looked very strange for me then, but enviously thinking of them now!
It is in vain for development of science and technology if we move away in a direct proportion from the naturalness. I understand, calculation is needed and everything has a price. But really everything has a price? Even human conduct?
For me, an empire, or even a smaller unit, can express its grandiosity by raising itself above the small things. Able to forgive, and able to disclaim the revenge. There is no such empire today. Well, the only empire like that belongs to Allah (SWT). Allah, Who does not ask for money, if your organs are working well and will heal for free if you are ill. Because, grace works like the water of a well. The orbits of grace have to be used.
The thought becomes free only by getting rid of a particular form of existence. Your body and your material thinking bound you to that particular form of existence. When you are young, you think in huge perspectives. Career, house, wealth. One even decides which country to live. Nevertheless, the path of thought describes a narrow arc. That is the arc of livelihoods and instincts. But man is getting old. One can move inside smaller distances. I no longer board the plane to travel to remote parts of Africa, enough to reach the county of Zemplen. There is no way to enjoy the life, dance, happiness of the peoples of the savannah, quite enough for me a few Gypsies or impoverished Hungarian peasants who offer the same simplicity, close-to-nature thinking and evoke my memories. I also see that part of them, like their African counterparts, are becoming criminals and prostitute themselves for livelihood. However, everyone used to follow orders. Even them. These orders disappear in the past.
Slowly, this distance is narrowing and enough is a hut, a bed, then a piece of earth, the final resting place. The more you move away from the world and the spaces of your existence become narrower, the more your thinking becomes free and the spaces of your thoughts expand. You can shit on everything what Tax Office requires of you and whether you follow all the rules. You know it's all superfluous. These are artificial rules. You realize that the world doesn't work according to those. You are approaching towards another relation system. You realize that you have lived your whole life under another set of rules, where petty, nonsense things pushed you into a much narrower space. You complain that you fucked up your life, though you could start it again! As you move harder and harder, doctors are increasingly powerless. You fuck the doctors, because you see that they are able to do nothing without Allah! Then you become enlightened that you've paid the bill in the wrong place in your whole life. Ameen.