A Great Visionary
Mr Fethullah Gulen was a man of high moral and spiritual values. His message of tolerance and respect for difference of opinions will guide generations to come. May Allah grant him Jannatul Firdous and give patience to his family and the followers.
| Syed Soharwardy | Issue 162 (Nov - Dec 2024)
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Fadhilatul Shaikh Fethullah Gulen was a great visionary Islamic scholar who loved to serve humanity and stood up for justice and peace in the world. He Authored several books on very important topics with a very different views on Islam, God and Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him. His interfaith work is a model to build better relationships among followers of various faiths.
Mr Fethullah Gulen was a man of high moral and spiritual values. His message of tolerance and respect for difference of opinions will guide generations to come. May Allah grant him Jannatul Firdous and give patience to his family and the followers.
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