A Rainy Miracle

Narrated Anas: A man came to the Prophet on a Friday while he (the
Prophet) was delivering a sermon at Medina, andsaid, "There is lack of
rain, so please invoke your Lord to bless us with the rain." The
Prophet looked at the sky when no cloud couldbe detected. Then he
invoked Allah for rain. Clouds started gathering together and it
rained till the Medina valleys started flowing with water. It
continued raining till the next Friday. Then that man (or some other
man) stood up while the Prophet was delivering the Friday sermon, and
said, "We are drowned; Please invoke your Lord to withhold it (rain)
from us" The Prophet smiled and said twice or thrice, "O Allah! Please
let it rain round about usand not upon us." The clouds started
dispersingover Medina to the right and to the left, and it rained
round about Medina and not upon Medina. Allah showed them (the people)
the miracle of His Prophet and His response to his invocation.
Source: Sahih Bukhari Volume 8, Book 73, Number 115

First Words of a Little Girl

The following incident was mentioned by a Shaikh from Toronto, Canada.
The incident is about his 18 months old daughter. The shaikh also has
a son who is about 3 years old. The shaikh has already started
teaching the young son about Quran and ahadith without wasting any
time. Mashallah, the boy has already memorized surah Fatiha and
variousother surahs. One day, his young daughter whois only 18 months
old was sitting beside the son while he was asked to recite surah
Fatiha by the shaikh. This little girl is pronouncing her first words
clearly in these days. Now, when the sonrecited the 5th verse of surah
Fatiha untill"Ihdina Sirat...", the small girl suddenly said"Al
Mustaqim" and completed the verse. Subhanallah! How blessed is this
child whose first words are among the words of the Holy Quran, which
she learned through her father when he was teaching her brother.
It is very important to teach Islam to our children in their early
childhood. We can easilybend trees in any direction when they are
still small. But when the trees become big and tall, 10 people pushing
together is unable to bend them. Similarly, teaching the children when
they are young is necessary so that they go towards the right
direction.

Hinduism to Christianity to Islam

The following story is about a brother from Guyana who became a Muslim
from being a Hindu and Christian Priest for 10 years.
His current name is Ahmed Tabarani. He was born in a poor Hindu family
in Guyana. However, he used to dislike worshipping statues since his
childhood. As he grew up, he became connected with the localChurch
because they worshipped three divinebeings (God, Jesus and Holy
Spirit) rather than worshipping hundreds of idols. Eventually, he
became a Christian and studied for many years to become a Christian
priest. The Church hired him and paid for all his travelling and
living expenses. His family became very pleased to see that because he
became a Christian, theirpoverty was removed. Asa result, the whole
family became Christians. During the 10 years of serving as a Priest,
he always used to wake up at night and meditate. He used to ask God to
show him whether he was following the truth. In one such nights, he
had a vision. He saw that three people dressed in white long throbes,
wearing turban and beard are walking towards him and these people are
to show him the true religion. After seeing this vision, many years
passed by but he didn't see such a thing happening. But one day,a
group of Muslims (part of Tabligh Jamah) visiteda Masjid near his
place to call people towards Allah. That afternoon, as he was going to
the Church, he saw three of these Muslims are coming towards him.
Immediately, he remembered his vision. These three Muslims resembled
exactly what he saw in the vision. Then he approached them and asked
what religion they follow. The Muslims told him about Islam and he
became a Muslim on the spot and quit being a priest. Poverty again
took over his family as he quit his job. All his family members,
especially his mother, became angry at him for becoming a Muslim. But
he said the following words to his mother, "Dear mother, I could give
you a new pair of shoes, but they will become worn out. I could give
you a new dress, but that too will become old and ripped. But I can
give you something that will never finish. My mother, say 'There is no
god but Allah and Muhammad is His Messenger.'" The mother was really
touched by this statement and became a Muslim. Following her, everyone
else in the family also became Muslims. For 15 years, Ahmed Tabarani
is a practising Muslim serving Islam with his total energy. He is
currently living in Canada.

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Where is God Not (retold by Nasruddin)

My beloveds, I travelled again to the village of my friend Tekka,
after years away. He had become very devout in his ways, sometimes a
little pompous, but still the kind soul I had lovedfor years.
I visited him, and we picked up our friendshipas if we had never been apart.
"Nasruddin, you are a light to the eyes," said Tekka, "Please stay
with me. I insist."
I accepted his kind invitation. He showed me my sleeping room, with a
window to the east, and the bed made up. "I have arranged it so your
head faces toward Mecca," he said proudly. "You must always sleep with
your head toward Mecca, out of respect for the Prophet, on whom be
peace."
My first night, I tossed and turned, and finally fell asleep. I am
apparently an active sleeper, for when Tekka shook me awake the next
morning, he was very agitated.
"Nasruddin, I am disappointed in you!" I looked at myself, and said,
"I am often disappointed in myself, Tekka, what seems to be today's
problem?"
"You have slept with your feet toward Mecca! This is most disrespectful!"
"My apologies, Tekka, it was unintentional. I am a very active sleeper."
Tekka was mollified, but insisted that the next night I must do
better. I promised I would.
The next night resembled the first. I slept well, after some tossing
and turning, but awoke to find my feet on my pillow and my head
resting on the floorat the end of the sleeping mat. Just as I realized
my predicament, Tekka stood in the door and clucked in concern.
"This will never do, Nasruddin. I am a good citizen and a good Muslim.
You must sleep with your feet pointing the opposite way from Mecca,
and your head pointing toward Mecca, out of respect for the Prophet
and devotion toAllah."
"What is your reason for insisting on this, my friend?" I asked.
"You must not point your feet toward God!" he said, and repeated
it."You must point your head toward God and your feet away from Him."
I thought about this. We spent the day together, and that night Tekka
was most emphatic."Nasruddin," he said, "If you cannot sleep with your
head toward God, I regret to say I cannot have you in my house. It
pains me to say this to an old friend, but my devotion is to Allah."
The third night was much like the other two,except that this time I
awoke with my nose pressed against the floorat the foot of the
sleeping mat. It was pushed out of shape, and I was rubbing it when
Tekka appeared. His face was clouded with anger and sadness.
"Before you speak, Tekka, answer me this," Isaid, springing up.
"DoesAllah rule over everything, even the fate of men?"
"You know he does," replied Tekka, puzzled.
"Is Allah there in every part of His creation?"
"Of course he is!"
I pointed out the window at the birds rising from the edge of the
well. "Does he live in the birds of the air?"
"Yes," said Tekka. "Why are you asking these questions?"
"Please have patience with an old friend," I replied. "Is Allah
everywhere, even acrossthe desert and the mountains?"
"Allah is the creation. Allah is in the creation, and is the lord over
the creation!" exclaimed Tekka.
"So, Tekka," I said, holding out my feet."Point my feet where God is not!"