Search for hope

An unsettling combination of intrigue, curiosity and probably my lack of substantial knowledge on this matter has led me here. Thinking about faith and hope, and where I am supposed to find it, I am inevitably led to wonder about those who aren’t looking for it at all. Or maybe looking in a complete opposite direction as I am. As I search for the provenance of my hope, the very thing which keeps me in this sense of contentment and satisfaction, I am forced to think about those who don’t even have this: a mere ounce of hope. The ones who believe there’s no God.

I am wondering how lost a person has to be to not believe in anything at all? just nothing? And I’m not talking about the ‘forgetting the way to your house from the local market’ lost. I am talking about the lost where you don’t even know where you came from. The lost where you are unable to identify the purpose of your very existence, because you clearly deny the One who created you. What kind of a devastated state of mind would that be? Because I know for a fact that you cant live life, you simply cannot get through even a single day, unless placing your faith and hope in something or someone. It could be anything or anyone. but it must be something that you know will last. Something that is sure to stand, no matter what comes in life. Wouldn’t life seem meaningless and purposeless otherwise?

You surely sleep at night after subconsciously or consciously planning about your next day. On what pretext? that you’ll wake up tomorrow and live the day, but who told you that you are gonna wake up tomorrow or what is gonna happen if you somehow don’t wake up the next day? Some might find the peace in the fact that God knows, and He has set the right timing for everyone, their beginning and their end, and whatever’s going to happen the next day, they will be in His hands. but what about those who don’t believe in Him? I am led to wonder, with what nature of hope, tranquility and satisfaction do these people sleep at night, having nothing or no one to have faith in? Wouldn’t there minds be in a gigantic mess, completely hanging loose with absolutely no idea where it begins and ends? Maybe I have nothing to do with it. Maybe I am not even supposed to think about this. Some might say, I should mind my own business but curiosity and mere astonishment has forced me to wonder. How can one manage to live without faith in Him?

I am forced to wonder, if for whatever reason these people are led to believe in what they do, why are they always in this restless state of mind, lost in wandering, switching from one night club, distraction, relationship to another, desperately looking for company, peace and validation for their beliefs, and eventually ending up finding that nowhere? I wonder how they put themselves in the position to turn away and miss the countless signs that we encounter each day? Because, as I wake up in the morning, my very first thought lingers towards the bright light shining from behind the curtains and I am led to wonder, who flipped the sky from black to this, because the last I remember, it was dark before I slept. I am trying to think the way these people might do, to find logic behind what they speak, but I am at a loss. Who changed the sky? Who does that everyday? And that single question, that single sign, which is as small as the point of a fine needle, among the many other signs He has specially set in this world for us to notice, this single sign is enough for anyone to come out of their denial and notice Him. To realize His existence in its entirety and to accept where they stand wrong. You know, this reminds me of that ayat from the Quran,

“If We had sent down this Qur'an upon a mountain, you would have seen it humbled and coming apart from fear of Allah . And these examples We present to the people that perhaps they will give thought.” [59:21]

So who do you think you are?