Some time ago there was a young boy by the name of Amsa. Amsa lived in
a little house with his mother Mariah and little brother Joshua.Amsa
worked hard everyday, listened to his mother, and often from time to
time he would go to the little mosques in town. The other boys in town
would often make fun of Amsa because instead of playing tag and
throwing rocks in the pond he would have much rather want to peer into
the door of themosque where he wouldsilently study and observe the men
as they prayed on there little carpets 5 times a day. This fascinated
Amsa a lot he wanted to pray just like the men he observed, but he
knew that his friends and family would object. So one day Amsa just
stopped sneaking to the door of the mosque and started throwing rocks
in the pond like the other boys did. Years passed and Amsa had a
family and became a good Muslim man but henever told his family thathe
had became Muslim in fear of what they would say. But one day he went
to visit his mother and little brotherand he noticed that Joshua
wasn't playing with the other boys instead he would go to the mosque
and peek into the door just as Amsa had did as a child. Seeing this
amazed Amsaso much that he had cried out to Allah in happiness. Amsa
immediately took Joshuaby the hand and Joshua could see the visible
tears in Amsa's eyes. Amsa told Joshua all about Islam in that day and
Joshua immediately joined Islam the same day.
Allah has done something so wonderful for Amsa Allah gave Amsa the
gift of teachingIslam to his little brother.
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