3 Things;

Once when the Prophet Muhammad peace be upon Him was sitting among His companions, he remarked, “Three things of this world are very beloved to me: perfume, women and Salah- the coolness of my eyes.”

“Quite true,” rejoined Hadhrat Abu Bakr, may Allah be pleased with Him, and I cherish three things: a look at your face, spending my wealth on you and that my daughter is your wife, O Prophet!”

“Quite true,” said Hadhrat Umar, may Allah be pleased with Him, “And three things I love most are; enforcing that which is right, forbidding evil and wearing old clothes.”

“Quite true,” said Hadhrat Uthman, may Allah be pleased with Him, and the three things I love most are: feeding the hungry, clothing the naked and reciting the Holy Qur’an.”

“Quite true,” said Hadhrat Ali, may Allah be pleased with Him, “And I love three things most: serving a guest, fasting on a very hot day and striking the enemy with my sword.”

At this, Hadhrat Jibreel peace be upon Him, appeared on the scene and said to the prphet peace be upon Him, “Allah SWT has sent me to tell you what I would love if I was one of the mortals.” “Yes, do tell us O’ Jibreel,” said the prophet peace be upon Him.

Hadhrat Jibreel then replied, “If I had been like you, I would have loved three things: guiding the people gone astray, loving those who worship in poverty and helping the poor family men.

And as for Allah SWT, He loves three characteristics of His slaves: Striving in His path, crying at the time of repentance, and steadfastness in need and hunger.”

 MASHAALLAH. :))

Prophet Muhammad's Last Tears

Below is a passage about the last moment of the life of our beloved Prophet, Muhammad pbuh. It is very heart-touching and shows how merciful he was and how deep his love for his people.
Hope we can find wisdom in it.
***
Suddenly there was a person who said salaam. “May I come in?” he asked. But Fatimah did not allow him to enter the room. “I’m sorry, my father is ill,” said Fatimah, and turned back and closed the door.
She went back to Prophet Muhammad sallalahu alaihi wasalam and he opened his eyes and asked, “Who was he, my daughter?”

“I dont know my father. It’s the first time I’m seeing him,” Fatimah said gently.
“Know one thing…! He is the one who erases the temporary pleasure; he is who separates the companionship in the world. He is the Angel of Death,” said Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam.
Fatimah bore the bomb of her cry.
The death angel came towards Him, but Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam asked why Jibrail did not come along with him.

Then Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam looked at his daughter with a trembled look, as if he wanted to reminisce about every part of his daugther’s face.
Then, Jibrail was called. Jibrail was ready int he sky to welcome the soul of Rasulullah and the leader of the Earth.

“O Jibrail, explain to me about my rights in front of Allah? (subhana watalah), Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam asked with a very weak voice.
“The doors of the sky have opened; the angels are waiting for your soul. All Jannats are open widely waiting for you” Jibrail said.

But, in fact, all that did not make Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam relieved.
His eyes were still full of worry.
“You are not happy to hear this news?” asked Jibrail.
“Tell me about the destiny of My People in the future?” said Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam
“Don’t worry, O’ Rasulullah. I heard Allah (subhana watala) told me: “I make Jannat haram for everyone, except the people of Muhammad,” Jibrail said.
The time for Malaekat Izrail to do his work became closer and closer.

Slowly, Rasulullah’s sallalahu alaihi wasalam soul was pulled.
It seems that the body of Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam was full of sweat; the nerves of his neck became tight.
“Jibrail, how painful this is!” Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam slowly uttered with a groan.

Fatimah closed her eyes, Ali sat beside her bow deeply and Jibrail turned his face back.
“Am I repugnant to you that you turn your face back O Jibrail?” Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam asked.
“Who is the one who could see Habibullah in His sakartul maut,” Jibrail said.
“Not for a while,” then Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam uttered a groan because of unbearable pain.
“O Allah (subhana watala) how great is this sakartul maut. Give me all these pains, but DON’T to MY PEOPLE.”

The body of Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam became cold, his feet and chest did not move anymore.
With tears in eyes, His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something.
Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah sallalahu alaihi wasalam, “Uushiikumbis salahti, wa maa malakat aimanuku” “Take care of the salat and take care of the weak people among you.”

Outside the room, there were cries, each one shouting, Sahaba holding each other. Fatimah closed her face with her hands.

Again, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah’s sallalahu alaihi wasalam and with this mouth which became bluish, and tears in his eyes, he uttered: “Ummatii Ummatii, Ummatii” “ My People, My People, My People”

Wish you everyday.

If u planted hope today in any hopeless heart,
If someone’s burden was lighter because you did your part,
If you caused a laugh that chased some tears away,
If tonight your name is taken when someone kneels to pray,
Then your day has been well spent!
Wishing you such a day every day of your life.

An Everyday Battle.

One evening an old man told his son about a battle that goes on inside people. He said, “Son, the battle is between a thorn and a Rose, inside us all. One is evil - it is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, oppression, hypocrisy, prejudice, guilt, lies, and ego. The other is good-it is joy, peace, love, serenity, honesty, humanity, kindness, faith, compassion,contentment, truth and hope.” The son asked his father. “Dad! Who wins?”  The old man replied, “The one you feed, my dear son”

Her beautiful reply.

A man had an argument with his wife and said, "I am going to make your life miserable." The wife calmly replied, "You cannot do that." He said, "Why not?" She said: "If happiness were to be found in money or jewellery, you could deprive me of it and take it away from me, but it is nothing over which you or any other person has control. I find happiness in my faith, and my faith is in my heart, and no one has power over it except my creator".


Another mean man, broke his wife's heart in to pieces with the most bitter of words, he has ever said.Calling over her upon mobile, he said: Salam, Listen! I got from you what i wished for and now as I'm in love with someone else, I'm divorcing you today (anniversary day).He didn't even gave her chance to reply and thus disconnected the phone . So she silently replied him in her heart, "I shall remember you not as the one who broked my heart but as the one who taught me how to live with a broken heart." 


A Truth: A woman can be patient with her husband's poverty,unattractiveness and busy schedule but she cannot be patient with his rude behaviour.No man honors a woman except a honourable one and no one demeans a woman except a mean person.Sheik Mohammad Al-Arifi.~Sheik Muhammad Al-Arifi.

You cannot repay her.

I love you Umm/Ammi/Mom/Mother!

 

After Having Reached At The Peak Of His Career A Man Felt An Urge To Repay Back To His Mother For All That She Had Done For Him. So He Asked Her,"Mother, What Can I Give You? What Can I Do For You? I Sincerely Want To Repay You For All The Sacrifices You Have Made For Me And For All The Love You Have Showered Upon Me." She Looked Surprised And Said, " Why Do You Think About It. It Was My Duty So I Did It, You Don't Have To Repay Me. Even If You Want To, There Is No Way A Man Can Ever Repay His Mother."

Despite Her Continuous Refusal To Ask For Anything, He Continued To Persist.To Put An End To The Discussion, She Said, "All Right. If You Must,Then Tonight You Sleep On My Bed, With Me, Just As You Used To When  You Were A Baby." He Said, "That's A Strange Thing To Ask For, But If It  Pleases You, I Will."

As Soon As He Fell Asleep, The Mother Got up And Brought A Bucket Of Water.She Poured A Mug Full Of Water On His Side. Feeling Disturbed By The Wetness Under Him, In His Sleep He Moved Away To The Other Side Of The Bed. As He Settled Down, His Mother Poured Another Mug Of Water On The Other Side.In His Slumber , He Tried To Find Space Towards The Foot Post Of The Bed.Sometime Later He Woke Up Feeling That This Part Of The Bed Too Was Damp. He Got Up And Saw His Mother, With The Mug In  HerHand. He Asked Angrily,"What Are You Doing Mother? Why Don't You  Let Me Sleep? How Do You Expect Me To Sleep On A Wet Bed?"

She Said, "I Slept With You, When You Wetted The Bed In The Night.I Changed Your Nappy ( Diaper Made Of Cotton Cloth, Used In India ) And Moved You To The Dry Part Of The Bed, While I Slept On The Wet Side.You Wanted To Repay Me ... Can You Sleep Here Even For One Night With Me On A  Damp Bed? If You Can, I'll Take It That You Have Repaid Me."

How True It Is That Of All The Debts In The World, The One That Can Never Be Repaid Is The One You Owe To Your Mother. You Can Never Repay The Love, Care And Time Your Mother Gave To Bring You Up. You Are A Part  Of Her Flesh And Blood; Don't Forget This, Because She Never  Ever Forgets It.


The Prophet Muhammad said, may Allah's peace and blessings be upon him: Your Heaven lies under the feet of your mother (Ahmad, Nasai).

IF ALLAH LOVES SOMEONE...

“If Allah loves someone, He will give that person faith. If Allah loves that person a little bit more, He will give that person strenght and perseverance to practice His religion perfectly. And If Allah loves that person a little bit more, He will make his life in this Dunya difficult, for that slave of His to test how far is the love of His Slave to Him.”