Allah protects your father.

Allah protects your father.” Then he added after remembering the past of his uncle Abu Talib when no one could dare to touch a hair of him: “Quraysh couldn’t hurt me until Abu Talib died!”[^6] On every occasion, such words came out of his mouth expressing his longing to his uncle and his need of him and of his glorious past: “O uncle! How sudden I felt your absence!”[^7] Allah willed to try his messenger. It was fated that he had to face two disasters each of them was bitterer that the other.

Nearly in the same days he lost two supporters, who so often assisted and supported him in his distresses; Abu Talib, with his powerfulness and strength, who had prevented Quraysh from daring to do any harm to the Prophet (S) and Khadeeja,[^8] with her money, kindness, emotion, loyalty and devotedness, who so often assisted him against the distresses, eased his pains and nursed his wounds. He lost both of them in a very critical time.

The wide space would be narrow and the existence would be dark to him, unless he did not trust in Allah and depend upon Him besides the full mercy of Allah. He lost them after those hard years they had spent in the Shi’b when his uncle was more than eighty years old.

Those years were full of strife and struggle and therefore they gave good fruits and left a great glory, which became greater and greater later on.[^9] In one of the moments of his pain, an over-burdened sad word came out of his mouth but was full of trust in Allah, full of hope in His contentment, full of patience towards the fate… complaining to his God what harms, contempt and pains he got from people: “O Allah!

To You I complain my weakness, my little supports, and my being disdained by people! O Allah, the Most Merciful! You are the Lord of the weak; You are my Lord; to whom You leave me? To an opponent frowning at me… or to an enemy overcoming me?

If You are not angry with me, I will never mind… but Your blessing will be better to me… I resort to the light of Your face, with which the darkness becomes shiny and the affairs of the life and the afterlife become virtuous, so that not to let Your rage afflict me and Your wrath befall on me. I request Your forgiveness until You become pleased with me. There is no power, save in You…”[^10] After Abu Talib, no shelter remained for the Prophet (S) to resort to in Mecca.

That defensive fortress, which protected him from the disasters, was demolished and the supporter, who sacrificed everything for him, was no longer alive.