Today during jummah, the imam was talking about all the atrocities happening in the Muslim world, especially with what occurred in Egypt today, and how a lot of times we can become so hopeless about the world. He was trying his best to keep his composure despite his shaking voice, but eventually broke down. My soul broke. And I feel like everyone in the masjid felt the same because it was heartbreaking hearing the imam weep for the ummah like that, hearing those tears echo throughout the building when just a few hours ago many of our biggest concerns was whether or not we’d get what we wanted during Black Friday.