I know Muslims are worried about their Palaces in Paradise. As they should.
And I don’t blame them for doing that.
But my concern is — and always was — this earthly abode on which God placed me. And told me to go and take care of it. And to make it a better place for all.
My paradise is not my concern. Never was.
My paradise is in the hands of the one who made it and manages it.
And who dispenses it as he pleases. To whomsoever he pleases.
He gave me too much sense to worry about what he does — what is basically his business.
I have my hands full worrying about what I am supposed to do — right here on earth.