We’ve all heard the story of how Allah parted the sea for Musa (as), creating a path where there was none. That story still speaks to us. In the middle of thousands, many are asking for the same, for space, for nearness, for a way through. And sometimes, the path opens. Not with grandeur, but gently. Just enough to remind us that prayers are heard, that mercy still meets us in small, quiet ways. 

We’re all, in our own way, waiting for a sea to part. And sometimes, it does.