We are saddened by your departure, my father!!

Mark
Written By Mark

My beloved father:
Between the reality of contentment and acceptance of what God has decreed regarding your departure. And feelings that are arrogant and belie your absence, so they cling to the edges of a dream or illusion to live other moments with you.
My heart breaks for your kindness that fills the place, your features drawn on faces, your voice from all sides and behind doors!0
I close my eyes to escape from you to you, I meet you inside me, and you have calmed my heart and eyes.
Father.. O light, soothe my soul:
Memories of a lifetime appear, racing against each other, and before me I see your face shining with light and your satisfied mouth, in that last look we cast at you and said goodbye to you, Oh, my father! If only hearts were given and breaths were guided! By the One in whose hand is my soul, I have never hesitated for a moment of my life or even less to give you the members of my body, limb by limb, and ransom you with my spirit. But we move according to God’s destinies, and our will stops and is powerless in the face of God’s will, so praise be to God in every case.
My father…my love:
If the tears flowed for an eternity, the flames of sadness for you would not have subsided, and if all of humanity were to come together, they would not compensate for your loss, and if it were not for “faith, certainty, trust, and hope” that cannot be shaken by the earthquakes of adversity and tragedy, reason would be absent and fear and anxiety would come, but it is that trust in the Generous, the Merciful, the Forgiving, the Forgiving, to whom you have come, and the joy in the truth of His promise.
How can we not hope for the best?! And the one who does not speak out of passion says: “Whoever builds a mosque for God, even if it is like the size of a cat’s eye, God will build for him a house in Paradise.” And you built a mosque abroad, then built your mosque here, and you took charge of supervising it, taking care of it, and giving the call to prayer in it for more than thirty years! Here is another promise from God Almighty on the lips of the best of creation, may God bless him and grant him peace, who called for forgiveness for the muezzins and described them as “people with the longest necks on the Day of Resurrection,” and that “no jinn, human, or anything can hear the voice of the muezzin except that they will bear witness to him on the Day of Resurrection,” and that “every wet and dry person in his grave will seek forgiveness for him.”
How can we fear or worry about you?! And you are in the hands of the Kind, Compassionate One, and far and near have attested to you that you are one of those who do good to themselves with their Lord through obedience and uprightness, and do good to people by benefiting them, honoring them, relieving their distress, and meeting their needs – we ask God to accept them from Him – and God Almighty has said in His Book in several places that He “loves the doers of good,” and that He is “with the doers of good,” and that He “rewards the doers of good with goodness and more,” and that He “does not waste anything.” The reward of the one who does the best work.”
With what Al-Hadi Al-Amin, peace and blessings be upon him, gave us the good news that “Whoever relieves a believer of the distress of this world, God will relieve him of the distress of the Day of Resurrection, and whoever makes things easy for a difficult person, God will make things easy for him in this world and the hereafter.”
How can our plight not be trivialized?! We hope that you have left for an abode of abiding bliss, in which there is no sickness or affliction, and that you will attain the status of martyrs with God. You departed afflicted and suffered the burden of illness. We ask the Lord to make it a purification and atonement for sins and a raise in ranks. Then you are the one who gives alms, prays night prayers, does good deeds, maintains family ties, and takes care of orphans, and all of that is one of the reasons for entering Paradise.
And if whoever does good to three daughters, they will be a shield for him from Hell. Rather, whoever supports two female slaves until they reach puberty will be promised close proximity to the Prophet, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him. So what about you, O most noble and greatest of men? God has bestowed upon you six daughters, so you honored them, taught them, and raised them, and there is not one of them except that she loves her religion, is aware of her role, and is proud of her identity!
O prince of the people, their sheikh, and their master, without command, imposition, or appointment:
You gave your children good morals to drink, instilled in them pride, chivalry, and a belief in truth, and bequeathed to them loyalty and generosity, and that wonderful combination that manifested itself in you, so you deposited it in them where there is balance with the brilliance and strength of the mind and thought with the presence of emotion, prestige with gentleness and mercy, love of life and enjoyment of it while preparing for the afterlife…..
My father, oh kind-hearted, pure-hearted:
The eyes shed tears and the heart grieves, and we only say what pleases our Lord.
We complain to God about your loss! We make you cry, and how could we not?! The children, the workers, and everyone who knew you made you cry, the young ones in the family who only wanted to sit on your lap and play except with you, the children of relatives and acquaintances who were returned by your kindness and gifts, the workers at home and outside who loved your screen time with them, your asking about them, and your checking up on their condition.
I put my head on my pillow, you bring sound and image, banishing that painful memory of your last days! I cling to the memory of your smiling face and your wonderful laughter, along with that happy, sarcastic look that you gave us as you celebrated your victory over us one after the other in rounds of that competitive game that you love and you love every time that you show off your skill against us!
May God have mercy on you, O people with the lightest spirit and shadow, and the heaviest in fate and loss.
May God have mercy on you and grant you the highest paradise, and heal our broken hearts and bring us together with you in the abode of His mercy.
We belong to Allah and to Him we shall return.