was a preacher who, whenever he began to pray, praise did not stop the bandits and wish all the happiness possible. He raised his hands to heaven saying,
- Oh, Lord, Your Mercy offers the slanderers, the rebels, to the hardened hearts of those who make fun of good people and idolaters!
Thus ended his speech, not wanting any kindness to the righteous and pure.
One day he told his listeners:
- do not read as usual! All these good wishes addressed to the wicked will not be heard.
But he said:
"I owe a lot to those people you are talking about and that is why I pray for them. I have tortured me so much and caused so much damage that I have been guided to the right. Every time I've been attracted by the things of this world, I have been abused. And all those ill-treatment are the reason why I've gone to the Faith
Tale of the Sufi tradition.
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