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Fear of Hunger


                       ufi  shaykhs, as a teaching method, would travel and take their murids, or
                   Sstudents, with them, believing that traveling provided the best possible
                    education. On one such trip, a shaykh and his murid were approaching a town
                    that had fallen on hard times, ravaged by famine. The murid was young and
                    inexperienced and had never faced a day of hunger in his life; therefore, he was
                    apprehensive and focused only on the hardship that awaited him.
                       The shaykh was an experienced Sufi  who had many years of practice in
                    abstinence, so hunger and deprivation were hardly issues for him. Long ago
                    he had overcome sensual attractions, and he was not going to allow thoughts
                    of food to pollute his mind at this point in his life. Having a clear and pure
                    mind, the shaykh could easily read his murid’s obsessive thoughts and feel his
                    fear of hunger.
                       When the murid was completely overwhelmed by fear and could no lon-
                    ger walk in a straight line, the shaykh turned to him and said: “I understand
                    that the worry for bread has extinguished all your patience. You have given up
                    on God and no longer believe that He will look after you!” he lamented. “But
                    you must realize, to be hungry is to be one of God’s special servants! Hunger
                    is exclusive to God’s favorites, and only they can experience it. You, my dear,
                    don’t belong to that special group, so rest assured that you shall never suffer
                    for lack of food. God will make sure that there’s always plenty to feed those
                    who love their own stomachs, so don’t trouble yourself worrying about your
                    next meal!”
                       Having said his piece, the shaykh looked with pity at his murid, shook
                    his head sadly, and continued to walk toward the famine-stricken town, won-
                    dering all the while whether his words had made any sense to the young man.















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