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Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumma prayers,
the Imam and his eleven
year old son would go out into their town and hand
out *"PATH TO PARADISE"*
and other Islamic literature.
This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as
the time came for the Imam and his son to go to
the streets with their booklets, it was very cold
outside, as well as pouring rain.
The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest
clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready!'
His dad asked, 'Ready for what' 'Dad, it's time we
go out and distribute these Islamic books.'
Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's
pouring rain.'
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But
Dad, aren't people still going to hell, even though
it's raining?'
Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this
weather.'
Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go Please'
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son,
you can go. Here are the
booklets. Be careful son.'
'Thanks, Dad!'
And with that, he was off and out into the rain.
This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the
town going door to door and handing everybody he
met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.
After two hours of walking in the rain, he was
soaking, bone-chilled wet and
down to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a
corner and looked for
someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were
totally deserted.
Then he turned toward the first home he saw and
started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang
the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody
answered..
He rang it again and again, but still no one
answered. He waited but still no answer.
Finally, he turned to leave, but something stopped
him.*
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and
knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited,
something holding him there on the front porch!
He rang again and this time the door slowly
opened.
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking
elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for
you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up
her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I
disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that
ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU and I
came to give you my very last booklet which will
tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation,
and how to achieve His pleasure.'
With that, he handed her his last booklet and
turned to leave.
She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son!
And God Bless You!'
Next week on Friday afternoon after Jumma
prayers, the Imam was giving some
lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked,
'Does anybody have questions or want to say
anything?'
Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an
elderly lady's voice was heard over the speaker. *
'No one in this gathering knows me. I've never
been here before. You see, before last Friday I was
not a Muslim, and thought I could be. My husband
died few years ago, leaving me totally alone in this
world..Last Friday, being a particularly cold and
rainy day, i was contemplating suicide as i had no
hope left.
So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the
stairway into the attic of my home.. I fastened the
rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on
the chair and fastened the other end of the rope
around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely
and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when
suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs
startled me. I thought, I'll wait a minute, and
whoever it is will go away.
I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell
seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then
the person ringing also started knocking loudly....
I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this
be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see
me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started
for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder
and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly
believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was
the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever
seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never
describe it to you! The words that came from his
mouth caused my heart that had long been dead
TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-
like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that
ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU!'*
Then he gave me this booklet, Path To Paradise
that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the
cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly
every word of this book. Then I went up to my attic
to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing
them any more.
You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One
True God. Since the address
of your congregation was stamped on the back of
this booklet, I have come
here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little
angel who came just in the nick of time and by so
doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.'
There was not a dry eye in the mosque. The shouts
of TAKBIR...ALLAH AKBAR..
rented the air.
Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front
row where the little angel
was seated....
He took his son in his arms and sobbed
uncontrollably.
Probably no jama'at has had a more glorious
moment, and probably this
universe has never seen a father that was more
filled with love and honor
for his son... Except for One. This very one...
Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass
it to others. Heaven is for His people!
Remember, Allah's message CAN make the
difference in the life of someone
close to you.
* Please share this wonderful message *
* Spread His Word, help Him and you'll see His
hand in everything you do...
*....This day I've perfected your religion for you,
and completed my favor
on you, and chose Islam for you as religion....*[S
urat Al-Mā'idah - ﺳﻮﺭﺓ ﺍﻟﻤﺎﺋﺪﺓ C.5 V.3]
O Allah remove and distance our worries and problems. O Allah help us repay our loans and debts. O Allah cure our illnesses and the illnesses of our families and friends. O Allah safeguard our families, wealth and honour. O Allah, help and assist all of the Muslims, the world over. AMEEN
Friday, 17 January 2014
Really heart touching........A Must Read By all...and Please Click Share Button if You loved the story. *This made my eyes wet*
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