A man came to the Prophet complaining: “I’ve lost my fortunes, and my body is like a secondhand car, running on unoriginal spare parts.”
“Dude, you think that’s bad luck? Wait until I tell you what good luck is,” chuckled the Prophet.
“Getting the 2012 edition, in upgrades?”
“Ha, wrong blog! Good luck is not in wealth and health; it’s not a brand new Lamborghini. Good luck is going through shit like yours and worse, then be granted the patience and endurance to stand firm.”
[Because the Lord isn’t Santa Claus, see? He’ll answer you in ways that He sees would fit you best.]
…isn’t that a priceless thought…
Rephrased from here (Indonesian):