At one airport, while I was in transit, I had to wait for my flight in the waiting lounge for 17 hours
Because I cannot enter that town and I have no choice but to wait
I will not tell you a secret that one minute used to pass slowly, and weapons were slow
I tried to kill time in more than one way once by trying to sleep, which flew away for fear of missing the flight
Once by walking around the airport and the duty-free shop, and a third time by reading a book, watching a movie, etc
And every hour that passes, I feel the approach of relief and the approaching departure to the country of my family and brothers
I have not forgotten the weight of that hour even after years of waiting
Except that I despised waiting while I was in the midst of all that brilliance
When I saw the most difficult scenes of the children of Turkey and Syria waiting under the rubble as a result of the devastating earthquake
Waiting, shrouded in darkness and surrounded by fear and death, which is considered the evil of a waiting witness
I despised waiting 17 hours while I was safe when they read this phrase
A child was rescued from the ruins of his home after 55 hours
He is in a frightening situation and a situation in which salvation is considered a speculative matter that may or may not happen
I despised waiting when I knew when it would end
Those under the rubble do not know when their waiting will end, and their souls may ascend to God while they are waiting
The security that surrounds us and accustoms us is a blessing that requires gratitude, and the stability that we have become accustomed to is a blessing
The house we live in and the natural breath we breathe are blessings that can only be felt by those who have lost them
Only those who have tasted its absence can feel its great value
O Lord, we bring you back from the disappearance of your grace, the change in your well-being, and the suddenness of your vengeance and all of your anger.
O Lord, save our afflicted brothers everywhere
Strengthen their resolve, heal their wounded, and accept their dead as martyrs, O Lord of the Worlds