99 Al-Wakīl

Al-Wakīl (ٱلْوَكِيلُ)

The Trustee, The Dependable One, The Ultimate Disposer of Affairs

Pronounced: al-wa-KEEL Root: و-ك-ل (W-K-L) — to entrust, to rely upon, to give full responsibility to

Original Invocation (Arabic Calligraphy):ٱلْوَكِيلُ

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Sacred Reflection

Al-Wakīl is the One you can hand everything to—and nothing will be dropped.

Not the smallest detail.

Not the heaviest burden.

Not even the tear you tried to hide behind your strength.

He is not just capable.

He is absolutely trustworthy.

He doesn’t only manage what you give Him.

He carries it.

Orders it.

Weaves it into harmony with what your soul truly longs for.

In Sufi knowing, Al-Wakīl is the One who says,

“Give it to Me.

Fully.

Let go of managing what was never yours to hold alone.”

This Name is not a call to passivity.

It is a call to sacred surrender.

The kind that whispers

,“I will still act… but I no longer have to carry the outcome on my back.”

Al-Wakīl does not fumble your future.

He does not forget your needs.

He does not mishandle what you entrust to Him.

He is the breath behind your plans.

The hand beneath your letting go.

The wisdom hidden inside delays you didn’t understand—

until peace bloomed where panic once lived.

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Parts Work Invitation

What part of you believes it has to do everything?

The one that says,

“If I don’t control it, it will fall apart.”

“No one else is coming. I have to figure this out.”

“If I rest, everything unravels…”

Let that part be met now by Al-Wakīl.

Let it hear:

“You were never meant to hold this alone.

I am the One who weaves the unseen. Place it in My care—fully, gently, trustingly—

and watch what peace returns to your chest.”

Let it feel:

This is not abandoning responsibility.

This is aligning with divine flow.

You can move from trust instead of tension.

You can choose from peace instead of panic.

Let this part know:

Even when it steps back,

everything will not collapse.

Because Al-Wakīl is already holding the threads.

Already composing the symphony beneath your striving.

Already whispering,

“Rest now. I’ve got this.”

Let it place the burden down.

Let it taste the stillness that comes

when your soul is no longer the only one steering.

Al-Wakīl is not just managing your life.

He is guarding your becoming.