This is a story of one of the Arabian people. There was a man called Mohammed, son of Issa. He was one of the very good friends of a commander of the religious order of that time. He was a big one, always very wealthy and respected by everyone. He could think very well, and he could talk very well. He was eloquent. So he was above everyone else at that time.

One day, he was riding on his horse. The horse was bedecked with all kinds of beautiful cloth and beautiful carpet and gold: “clink, clink.” Accompanying him were a lot of attendants. Everyone worshipped and praised him, and it looked like a very grand procession. So the people were asking each other, “Who is this man, so dazzlingly bedecked, so well mounted, so rich, so magnificent?” But then one of the old women who was hobbling along said, “Oh no, that is a poor man; he is not rich. Because Allah has denied him favor, that's why he has such vanity.”

After hearing this, Mohammed, the son of Issa, dismounted at once from his gorgeous horse and admitted that indeed, this was his condition. And from that moment, he abandoned all desire for outward show and wealth, and lived a humble and simple life devoted to God’s knowledge. He was a lucky guy, yes? He was lucky that he knew he had problems. The one who knows he has problems will be cured of problems. The one who thinks he doesn't have problems dies with problems.

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