When I pray, I try to think about certain things to keep myself focused on worship and on Allah.

I think of how I was born, how I was created, and how eventually I will pass from this world. I think about everyone I have loved, and everything I have known of life, and I wonder at how limited my human capacity for gratitude must seem in comparison to what I have been given. I think about how God willed me the very strength I use to stand and prostrate myself in prayer.