From Medina: the city of peace
As I walk along the cool marble floor, hardly believing where I was, I tell myself off for having been so worried. Worried that I wouldn't be moved at all, and worried that it would be because my sins were standing in the way of experiencing anything spiritual. How could I? Had I forgotten that this was the city of Muhammad? He who welcomed http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifeverybody with open arms… who shed tears for his enemies…who cherished the whole of humanity. He who was famous for a wide smile and a big heart.