It’s at its weakest can strength be at its greatest. This has been the overarching theme in the days since my last contemplation piece during this blessed month of Ramadan. Through the countless iftars hosted by my fellow brothers and sisters in this small Muslim community while floating on a tiny island in the Caribbean, I have been again reminded of what true strength really means. With nothing more than a desire to live out the best in the remaining days left, we have come together as one people embodying what this month had intended from its beginning. Race or nationality became an exterior shell easily removed to reveal the richness in faith that bound us together under one ummah (community). As I appreciate and live this blessing within the confinements of my small world, how could I not partake such lessons in worlds beyond my shores? As an ummah, we choose to struggle with physical restriction to attempt to understand the path of those not blessed to have such a choice. We may not reach a complete state of empathy, but we strive to be on the path towards it during this month. Prophet Muhammad ﷺ said, “When Allah loves a servant, He tests him” (Tirmidhi). Prophet Jesus (peace be upon him) said, “You will never obtain what you desire except through patience with what you despise” (Al-Ghazaali). Prophet Moses (peace be upon him) said, “Truly my Lord is with me, He will guide me” (Qur’an 26:62). It’s through the divine collaboration of these prophets of God that the poor, the hungry, the sick, the orphan, and the oppressed become living role models and not dying statistics. No matter who they are, where they live, or what creed they follow the only distinction worthy of notice is their place in what’s right above that which is wrong. They are in my prayers not just in words but within the lessons learned in this blessed month. They embody true strength. I pray that I can understand even a sliver of it, insha’Allah.