Yā Rabb, You used the most reassuring economic vocabulary in 2:110. The good deeds I do today are not consumed when I do them; they are SENT FORWARD. They arrive at a destination. The destination is 'with You.' And on the Day, I will FIND them: tajidūhu. Not 'be told about them.' Find them. As if they have been waiting for me, in Your custody, ready to be returned. Ya Allāh, this verse should restructure every day. Every salāh I pray: stored. Every dirham I give: stored. Every smile I give: stored. Every patience I exercise: stored. Every duʿā I make for an absent brother: stored. Every Quran-verse I memorize: stored. Every reconciliation I attempt: stored. Each is a deposit in an account at Your ʿArsh, waiting for me. And nothing is lost. The deeds the dunyā forgot are remembered by You; the deeds no human saw are seen by You; the deeds I do not even remember are written by You. Ya Allāh, forgive me for the seasons I felt my efforts were lost. The weeks of prayer that produced no visible change. The sadaqahs that did not reverberate publicly. The patience that did not earn dunya-acknowledgment. Each was, in Your math, a deposit. Let me live in Your math, not the dunyā's. And on the Day You bring forward what I have sent, ya Rabb, let me find a vast deposit account that You have multiplied beyond my counting. Āmīn ya Ḥafīẓ.