Story - Part 1 - IT WAS CRAWLING

beneath my skin.
The instant fire licking upmy spine, fevered my body, making me feel
like I'd been dipped in a pool of lava, and left out to dry in the
Sahara desert. I shook off another painful shot, as atremor tore
through me, and I growled.
It was her. She wanted out, and she wanted it now.
Shivering, I twisted on my side, folding my body into the fetal
position to try stave off the shivers. I wasn't cold, and the feeling
of skin tearing apart, made me claw at the ground in agony, leaving
behind ten claw marks.
Let me free, it was saying.
Begging to be freed fromher captivity, pacing and clawing her way to
the surface.
I couldn't make out what was happening, just the fact that I was in
pain. Myteeth clenched to ward off another scream, as the scorching
pain slithered down my throat. I felt like I had swallowed a ball of
flame. Fire soon boiled through my torso, searing my shoulder blades,
and snapping my clavicle in half, and a guttural scream tore through
my throat.
Closer, she was close.
My body convulsing uncontrollably, and the sound of bones cracking,
rendered me deaf for a few seconds, before I heard another. I was a
writhing puppet, fighting control to contain my body. It was useless.
Tears soon sprung to the surface, as I eyed a blurryimage of what
looked like my hand—bent awkwardly back, and unnatural, before it
distorted into something unrecognizable.
Another snap, and my spine flipped backward, and I howled, arching
myface to the mocking moonlight that glistened overhead.
That's it, let me go, a voice whispered in the dim of the night.
That's when I knew something ugly had taken over me. Something more
animal that I could ever imagine,was about to unleash.
It was the wolf, and she wanted out.
Demanding she get out, but I squashed the feeling down, and let
thetremor take over my body. Sweat coated my skin, and my vision
impaired for another minute, before I stole one last glance at the
moon. It was like she wasgoading me. Helping the wolf escape. I
shivered again, stowing for time.
But time wasn't on my side.
The animal howled to be loose.
I kept it caged, but eventually it showed its face.

Story of Strong Faith: Young Boy with strong belief

Shaykh Fath al-Mowsily relates, once I saw a young boy walking through
the jungle. It appeared as if he was uttering some words. I greeted
him with Salaam and he replied accordingly. I inquired,"Where are you
going?" Young boy retorted, "To the house of Allah, Kaaba in Makkah."
I further asked, "What are you reciting?" "Noble Qur'an"he replied. I
remarked,"You are at a tender age, it is not an obligation that you
are required to fulfill."
Young boy said, "I have witnessed death approach people younger than
me and therefore would like to prepare if death was to knock on my
door." I astoundingly commented, "Your steps are small and your
destination far." He responded, "My duty is totake the step and it
remains the responsibility of Allah (SWT) to take me to my
destination." I continued to ask, "Where is your provision and
conveyance (means of transport)." He replied,"My Yaqeen (certainty) is
my provision and my feet's are my conveyance." I explained,"I am
asking you regarding bread and water."
Young boy replied! "Oh Shaykh if someone invited you to his house,
would it be appropriate to take your own food?" Iexclaimed,
"No!""Similarly, My Lord has invited His servant to His house, it is
only the weakness of your Yaqeen(certainty) that makes us carry
provisions. Despite this, do you think Allah (SWT) will let me go to
waste?" "Never" I replied.Young boy then left. Sometime later I saw
himin Makkah. Young boy approached me and inquired, "Oh Shaykh are you
still of weak belief?"
Source: Stories of the Pious by Shaikh Ahmad Ali
Noble Prophet Muhammad (saws) said:"He who likes to be the strongest
should trust in Allah (SWT) ."
Noble Prophet Muhammad (saws) said:"If you would have trusted Allah
(SWT) as He deserves to be trusted then He would have fed you the way
He feeds thebirds."
Imam Ali (as) said: "Do not betray anyone who places his trust in you,
even if he betrays you."
Imam Ali (as) said:"Fulfillment of trusts is the key to one's means
oflivelihood."
Imam Jafar Sadiq (as) said: "There is no faith for him who has no modesty."
Imam Jafar Sadiq (as) said: "To remove a mountain is easier than
removing faith."
Imam Jafar Sadiq (as) said: "You will not be faithful believer before
you become fearful and hopeful. You will not be fearful and hopeful
before you work for what you fear and hope."
Imam Jafar Sadiq (as) said: "Faith is not identified through outer
appearances and hopes. Faith is that which is pure in the hearts and
assured by deeds."
Noble Prophet Isa (Jesus) the son of Maryam (as) said: "Verily as
crops can not thrive except with water and dirt, so then too true
faith can not thrive except through knowledge and action."

Story of Strong Faith

A little girl went to her bedroom and pulled a 'Glass Jelly Jar' from
its hiding place in the closet.
Little girl poured the change out on the floor and counted it
carefully. Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect. No
chance here for mistakes.
Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on the cap,
she slipped out the back doorand made her way to 6 blocks to Rashid's
Drug Store with the big Red Indian Chief sign above the door. Little
girl waited patiently for the Pharmacist to give her some attention
but he was too busy at this moment. Little girl (Tasneem) twisted her
feet to make a scuffing noise; Nothing. She cleared her throat with
the most disgusting sound she could muster; No good. Finally she took
a coin from her Jar and banged it on the glass counter. That did it!
"And what do you want?"the Pharmacist asked in an annoyed tone of
voice. "I'm talking to my brother from Lahore whom I haven't seen in
ages," he said without waiting for a reply to his question.
"Well, I want to buy an mmm..."
The Pharmacist stared back in the same annoyed tone.
"He's really; really sick.... and I want to buy a miracle."
"I beg your pardon?" saidthe Pharmacist.
"My brother name is Aslam and he has something bad growing inside his
head and my Daddy says only a miraclecan save my brother now. So how
much does a miracle cost?"
"We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry but I can't help
you," the Pharmacist said, softening a little.
"Listen, I have the money to pay for miracle. If it isn't enough, I
will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs?"
The Pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man from Lahore. He
stooped down and asked the littlegirl, "What kind of a miracle does
your brother need?"
"I don't know," Tasneem replied with her eyes welling up. "I just know
he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation. But my Daddy
can't pay for it, so I want to use my money."
"How much do you have?" asked the man from Lahore.
"Ten and half rupees. Andit's all the money I have, but I can get some
more if I need to."
"Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man. "Ten and half rupees - the
exact price of a miracle for your littlebrother."
He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he grasped her
hand and said: "Take me to where you live. I want to see your brother
and meet your parents. Let's see if I have the miracle you need."
That well dressed man from Lahore was Dr. Ashraf Beg, a surgeon
specializing in Neuro-Surgery. The operation was completed free of
charge and it wasn't longuntil Aslam was home again and doing well.
Mom and Dad were happily talking about thechain of events that had led
them to this place.
"That Surgery," her Mom whispered. "Was a real miracle. I wonder how
much it would have cost?"
Tasneem smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost ... Ten and
half rupees ...plus the faith of a little girl.
Noble Qur'an says: "And when I am ill, it is He Whocures me." (26:80)
And mom also knew exactly how much a miracle cost ... selfless
devotion to their profession by doctors likeAshraf Beg ...
Noble Qur'an says: "Thosewho before them, had homes (in Medina) and
had adopted the Faith; they show their selfless love and affection to
those (Muslims) who came to them for refuge, and they entertain no
desire in their hearts for things they give out (to the needy), but
give them preference over themselves, even though poverty was their
(own lot). And those saved from the covetousness of their own souls, -
they are the ones that achieveprosperity." (59:9)

Self-Judgment

Islam and Self-Judgment and Self-Control
-Ayatulla Agha Haji Mirza Mahdi Pooya says this state of cautiousness
and precaution is Taqwa, the highest form of God mindedness.
Self-Judgment is to call oneself to account every day regarding the
good deeds and wrongdoings. If the scale of acts of obedience
overweighs that of acts of disobedience, we must thank Allah (SWT),
lest wemust discipline ourselves.
Self-Control stands for protecting oneself against breach of the
obligatory religious rites and the commitment of the forbidden.
It is necessary for the rational to train himself on self-judgment and
self-control, since all human souls are susceptible to evil. If
theyare neglected, they go away from the right, but if they are
controlled by means of guidance, they shine with virtues:
"... And (I swear) by the soul and that (Power) which designed it and
inspired it with knowledge of evil and piety, those who purify their
souls will certainly have everlasting happiness and those whocorrupt
their souls will certainly be deprived of happiness." Noble Qur'an
(91:7-10)
Holy Prophet Mohammad (saw) said: "Before you do a matter that you
intend, you should investigate its end result; if it is good, you then
should keep on. If not, you should not do it."
Imam Ali (as) related: When he received the warriors that he had
appointed for a campaign, Holy Prophet Mohammad (saw) said to them:
"Welcome to the people who performed successfully the minor Jihad.
Their mission now is to perform completely the major Jihad. The major
Jihad is self-control . The best form of Jihad isto strive one's
desires and whims."
Self-Confidence that gavehim the power:
A business executive was deep in debt and could see no way out.
Creditors were closing in on him. Suppliers were demanding payment. He
sat on the Park bench, head in hands, wondering if anything could save
his company from bankruptcy.
Suddenly an old man appeared before him. "I can see that something
istroubling you," he said. After listening to the executive's woes,
the old man said, "I believe I can help you." He asked the man his
name, wrote out a check, and pushed it into his hand saying,"Take this
money. Meet me here exactly one year from today, and you can pay me
back at that time." Then he turned and disappeared as quickly as he
had come.
The business executive saw in his hand a check for $500,000, signed by
John D. Rockefeller, then one of the richest men in the world! "I can
erase my money worries in an instant!" he realized. But instead, the
executive decided to put the un-cashed check in his safe. Just knowing
it was there might give him the strength to work out a way to save his
business, he thought.
With renewed optimism, he negotiated better deals and extended termsof
payment. He closed several big sales. Within afew months, he was out
of debt and making money once again. Exactly one year later, he
returned to the park withthe un-cashed check. At the agreed-upon time,
the old man appeared. But just as the executive was about to hand back
the check and share his success story, a nurse came running up and
grabbed the old man.
"I'm so glad I caught him!" she cried. "I hope he hasn't been
botheringyou. He's always escapingfrom the rest home and telling
people he's John D. Rockefeller." And she led the old man away by the
arm. The astonished executive just stood there, stunned. All year long
he had been wheeling and dealing, buying and selling, convinced he had
half a million dollars behind him.
Suddenly, he realized that it wasn't the money, real or imagined, that
had turned his life around. It was his newfound self-confidence that
gavehim the power to achieveanything he went after.

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