Once Abu Ad-Dardaa radiya Allahu ‘anhu, the famous companion of the Prophet Sala Allahu ‘alayhi wa salam, passed a group of people crowding around a man. They began insulting and beating the man. He came up to them and said: “What’s the matter?” “This is a man who has committed a grave sin,” they replied.
“What do you think you would do if he had fallen into a well?” asked Abu-ad Dardaa. “Wouldn’t you try to get him out?” “Certainly,” they said. “Don’t insult him and don’t beat him. Instead admonish him and make him aware of the consequences of what he had done. Then give praise to Allah Who has preserved you from falling into such a sin.” “Don’t you hate him?” they asked Abu-ad Dardaa.
“I only detest what he had done and if he abandons such practice, he is my brother.” The man began to cry and publicly announced his repentance.
An Imam was selling his horse in the market. An interested buyer came
to him and requested if he could get a test drive. The Imam told the man that this horse is unique. In order to make it walk, you have to say Subhanallah. To make it run, you have to say Alhamdulillah and to make it stop, you have to say Allahu Akbar. The man sat on the horse and said Subhanallah. The horse started to walk. Then he said Alhamdulillah and it started to run. He kept saying Alhamdulillah and the horse started running faster and faster. All of a sudden the man noticed that the horse is running towards the edge of the hill that he was riding on. Being overly fearful, he forgot how to stop the horse. He kept saying all these words out of confusion. When the horse was just near the edge, he remembered Allahu Akbar and said it out loud. The horse stopped just one step away from the edge. The man took a deep breath, looked up towards the sky and said Alhamdulillah!
I’m somewhat busy with coursework and revision for my exams. The reason I didn’t post anything yesterday. We’re nearing the end of this semester and with that my first year at uni. I’m not sure yet what I’ll do next year, whether I’ll stay at Bradford or re-apply for Nottingham University or if I manage to make the jump back to Germany. My German teacher(she’s from Frankfurt) at Djanogly comes to my mind who’s been here for over 30 years wanting to go back but once you built yourself something in one country it’s hard to go back. InshaAllah I don’t have to wait that long 🙂
Salam guys do you remember my schedule? Yeah? No? Me neither. A few months back I told myself that I would upload at least 3 posts per week and 1 video every day.
At the end of Ramadan, I had the idea to document my year up to Ramadan this year on video and I started this after my exams but had a lot of breaks similar with my posts here on the blog.
So, 3 posts per week, sounds quite a lot to me now but I want to get there. For the next few weeks I’m going to take it slow though, with 2 posts and whatever else my mind churns out.
Heroes plural of he·ro (Noun) From Greek lit. protector, defender
Heroes are all around us, whether it’s that cute little baby who just managed to take his or her first step or the older gentlemen and ladies who, despite their age, are still proactive in what they believe in. Heroes are those, who spark emotions of inspiration and admiration in us.
I find heroes all around me. You especially, manage to gain my admiration and continuously inspire me. You my Sister in Islam. I might not be able to tell you directly how much I admire your strength in coping with what you go through, but maybe this is a start.
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