Feb 15, 2010

See Grandpa, It Is Useless !!

An old American Muslim lived on a farm in the mountains of eastern Kentucky with his young grandson. Each morning Grandpa was up early sitting at the kitchen table reading his Quraan. His grandson wanted to be just like him and tried to imitate him in every way he could. One day the grandson asked, 

Grandpa! I try to read the Qur'an just like you but I don't understand it, and what I do understand I forget as soon as I close the book. What good does reading the Qur'an do?"

The Grandfather quietly turned from putting coal in the stove and replied,

Take this coal basket down to the river and bring me back a basket of water."

The boy did as he was told, but all the water leaked out before he got back to the house. The grandfather laughed and said,

You'll have to move a little faster next time," and sent him back to the river with the basket to try again.

This time the boy ran faster, but again the basket was empty before he returned home. Out of breath, he told his grandfather that it was impossible to carry water in a basket, and he went to get a bucket instead.

The old man said, "
I don't want a bucket of water, I want a basket of water. You're just not trying hard enough," and he went out the door to watch the boy try again. At this point, the boy knew it was impossible, but he wanted to show his grandfather that even if he ran as fast as he could, the water would leak out before he got back to the house. 

The boy again dipped the basket into river and ran hard, but when he reached his grandfather the basket was again empty. Out of breathe, he said, "
See Grandpa, it's useless!

"So you think it is useless?" The old man said, "Look at the basket." The boy looked at the basket and for the first time realized that the basket was different. It had been transformed from a dirty old coal basket and was now clean, inside and out. 

"Son, that's what happens when you read the Qur'an. You might not understand or remember everything, but when you read it, you will be changed, inside and out. That is the work of Allah in our lives." 

Lesson From A Little Boy

This is a story that I received from a friend. A very short yet inspiring story. Allah's Hidayah is always there, around us. It comes in all sorts of forms. It's either we are aware of it or we simply take advantage on it.

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree. Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, for the world was intent on dragging me down. 

And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, a young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play. 
He stood right before me with his head tilted down and said with great excitement, “Look what I found!” 
In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, with it’s petals all worn, not enough rain, or too little light. Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away. But instead of retreating he sat next to my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared with overacted surprise, “It sure smells pretty and it’s beautiful, too. That’s why I picked it; here it’s for you.” 

The weed before me was dying or dead. Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red. But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave. So I reached for the flower, and replied,“Just what I need.” But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, he held it mid-air without reason or plan. It was then that I noticed for the very first time that weed-toting boy could not see: he was blind. 

I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun as I thanked him for picking the very best one. You’re welcome, he smiled, and then ran off to play, unaware of the impact he’d had on my day. I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree. How did he know of my self-indulged plight? 

Perhaps from his heart, he’d been blessed with true sight. Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see the problem was not with the world; the problem was me. And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, and appreciate every second that’s mine. And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose. And smiled as I watched that young boy, another weed in his hand about to change the life of an unsuspecting old man.

Thank you Allah

"maka tidak pernahkah mereka berjalan di bumi sehingga hati(akal) mereka dapat memahami, telinga mereka dapat mendengar? sebenarnya bukan mata itu yang buta, tetapi yang buta adalah hati di dalam dada!" (22:46)

Feb 6, 2010

Cinta Yang Agung

Allah SWT berfirman:

"Sesiapa yang memusuhi waliKu, maka seolah-olah dia sudah berani mengisytiharkan perang denganKu.
Tidaklah seorang hambaKu bertaqarrub (mendekatkan diri) kepadaKu dengan sesuatu yang paling Aku cintai selain daripada kewajipan-kewajipan yang telah Aku wajibkan kepadanya, dan hambaKu itu sentiasa mendekatkan diri kepadaKu dengan ibadah-ibadah sunnah, sehingga aku mencintainya. Apabila Aku sudah mencintainya, maka Aku akan menjadi pendengarannya yang ia mendengar dengannya. Aku menjadi penglihatan yang ia melihat dengannya. Aku menjadi tangannya yang ia memukul dengannya dan menjadi kakinya yang ia berjalan dengannya. Apabila ia meminta kepadaKu, nescaya Aku akan mengabulkannya dan apabila ia memohon perlindungan kepadaKu, nescaya Aku akan melindunginya."

(Hadith Qudsi-Al Bukhari, no.6502)