Post Prayer-Prayer Fatima bin Muhammad
August 28, 2010 by Trace-Trace
One night, Husain woke up and found the mother of Fatima is engrossed in munajatnya. He heard his mother who was knitting a beautiful prayers. Hussain hopes, his name is mentioned in the prayer his mother. Until there is no prayer after the name of Husayn in there.
He only mentions his mother mendangar Muslimin wal .. muslimaat Muslim men and Muslim women. Nothing Lil .. .. Husain (for Husain), or at least Lil aulaadi (for both kids) ..
Depressed! Husain had a feeling. Is the Goddess does not love her? Ah .. no way! he noble woman aligned with the women of the believers Umm .. who secured his entry jannah. Or the Mother forgotten .. may also, do not forget human nature? Then approached the mother, kissed her cheek, stared with a sweet smile Husain finches.
"Mother .., I may ask?", Husain spoiled.
"What would you ask me, O Messenger of Allah's favorite grandchild?"
"I hear the beautiful prayers .. Mother" "You're not asleep, son? is not this still early days? Bilal dawn call to prayer echoes just yet "" I'm glad to hear the beautiful prayers of mothers heart soothing .. "
Fatima's mother smiled
"But .." Hussain as not hesitate to ask. Mother fatimah bint Muhammad convinced by his expression for Hussain forward question.
"Why did not anyone my name .. and brother Hasan called in a beautiful prayers Mother?" Fatima's mother smiled at her baby question. Hussain hugged tightly, kissed the crown of his head.
"Mother just called again and again believers muslims .. .. .. mukminaat muslimaat .. just" Husain sulking.
"Try now mother would ask .." "Husain is not a Muslim?" Husain nodded slowly .. "If mothers pray for the Muslims, whether Husain included in it?" Husain again nodded slowly. Now he understands how the Goddess is not only thinking of his two sons alone and even to all Muslims in general.
Long prayers beautiful knitted his mother to safety, happiness, abundant forgiveness and mercy he pintakan not only for himself but for all people .. those who surrender themselves to the rule of God alone.
If the thought of this story, I was always embarrassed. It seems in my prayers just apply stingy when distant parts of the world there, in the mountains, in deserts, on remote islands, in flats tall buildings in big mosques, small mosques in slums. . there's always the humans whose hearts are sparkling like diamonds. Pray for us .. for life .. always safely navigate the given facilities, outsourced forgiveness, set in his ways to pursue, given the guidance when lost, kept away from distress, resulting intent in reaching their dreams, and a myriad of other good prayers. While .. have we ever pray for them? a painful groan in anguish chambers which confine the sheet life.
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Prayer-Prayer Fatima bin Muhammad
August 28, 2010 by Trace-Trace
One night, Husain woke up and found the mother of Fatima is engrossed in munajatnya. He heard his mother who was knitting a beautiful prayers. Hussain hopes, his name is mentioned in the prayer his mother. Until there is no prayer after the name of Husayn in there.
He only mentions his mother mendangar Muslimin wal .. muslimaat Muslim men and Muslim women. Nothing Lil .. .. Husain (for Husain), or at least Lil aulaadi (for both kids) ..
Depressed! Husain had a feeling. Is the Goddess does not love her? Ah .. no way! he noble woman aligned with the women of the believers Umm .. who secured his entry jannah. Or the Mother forgotten .. may also, do not forget human nature? Then approached the mother, kissed her cheek, stared with a sweet smile Husain finches.
"Mother .., I may ask?", Husain spoiled.
"What would you ask me, O Messenger of Allah's favorite grandchild?"
"I hear the beautiful prayers .. Mother" "You're not asleep, son? is not this still early days? Bilal dawn call to prayer echoes just yet "" I'm glad to hear the beautiful prayers of mothers heart soothing .. "
Fatima's mother smiled
"But .." Hussain as not hesitate to ask. Mother fatimah bint Muhammad convinced by his expression for Hussain forward question.
"Why did not anyone my name .. and brother Hasan called in a beautiful prayers Mother?" Fatima's mother smiled at her baby question. Hussain hugged tightly, kissed the crown of his head.
"Mother just called again and again believers muslims .. .. .. mukminaat muslimaat .. just" Husain sulking.
"Try now mother would ask .." "Husain is not a Muslim?" Husain nodded slowly .. "If mothers pray for the Muslims, whether Husain included in it?" Husain again nodded slowly. Now he understands how the Goddess is not only thinking of his two sons alone and even to all Muslims in general.
Long prayers beautiful knitted his mother to safety, happiness, abundant forgiveness and mercy he pintakan not only for himself but for all people .. those who surrender themselves to the rule of God alone.
If the thought of this story, I was always embarrassed. It seems in my prayers just apply stingy when distant parts of the world there, in the mountains, in deserts, on remote islands, in flats tall buildings in big mosques, small mosques in slums. . there's always the humans whose hearts are sparkling like diamonds. Pray for us .. for life .. always safely navigate the given facilities, outsourced forgiveness, set in his ways to pursue, given the guidance when lost, kept away from distress, resulting intent in reaching their dreams, and a myriad of other good prayers. While .. have we ever pray for them? a painful groan in anguish chambers which confine the sheet life.
August 28, 2010 by Trace-Trace
One night, Husain woke up and found the mother of Fatima is engrossed in munajatnya. He heard his mother who was knitting a beautiful prayers. Hussain hopes, his name is mentioned in the prayer his mother. Until there is no prayer after the name of Husayn in there.
He only mentions his mother mendangar Muslimin wal .. muslimaat Muslim men and Muslim women. Nothing Lil .. .. Husain (for Husain), or at least Lil aulaadi (for both kids) ..
Depressed! Husain had a feeling. Is the Goddess does not love her? Ah .. no way! he noble woman aligned with the women of the believers Umm .. who secured his entry jannah. Or the Mother forgotten .. may also, do not forget human nature? Then approached the mother, kissed her cheek, stared with a sweet smile Husain finches.
"Mother .., I may ask?", Husain spoiled.
"What would you ask me, O Messenger of Allah's favorite grandchild?"
"I hear the beautiful prayers .. Mother" "You're not asleep, son? is not this still early days? Bilal dawn call to prayer echoes just yet "" I'm glad to hear the beautiful prayers of mothers heart soothing .. "
Fatima's mother smiled
"But .." Hussain as not hesitate to ask. Mother fatimah bint Muhammad convinced by his expression for Hussain forward question.
"Why did not anyone my name .. and brother Hasan called in a beautiful prayers Mother?" Fatima's mother smiled at her baby question. Hussain hugged tightly, kissed the crown of his head.
"Mother just called again and again believers muslims .. .. .. mukminaat muslimaat .. just" Husain sulking.
"Try now mother would ask .." "Husain is not a Muslim?" Husain nodded slowly .. "If mothers pray for the Muslims, whether Husain included in it?" Husain again nodded slowly. Now he understands how the Goddess is not only thinking of his two sons alone and even to all Muslims in general.
Long prayers beautiful knitted his mother to safety, happiness, abundant forgiveness and mercy he pintakan not only for himself but for all people .. those who surrender themselves to the rule of God alone.
If the thought of this story, I was always embarrassed. It seems in my prayers just apply stingy when distant parts of the world there, in the mountains, in deserts, on remote islands, in flats tall buildings in big mosques, small mosques in slums. . there's always the humans whose hearts are sparkling like diamonds. Pray for us .. for life .. always safely navigate the given facilities, outsourced forgiveness, set in his ways to pursue, given the guidance when lost, kept away from distress, resulting intent in reaching their dreams, and a myriad of other good prayers. While .. have we ever pray for them? a painful groan in anguish chambers which confine the sheet life.
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