Assalamu'alaikum,
Hari ni sy nak penakan perbualan sy bersama sahabat sy hasanullah bai semasa sy bersarapan bersama beliau dan hj bakri. hasanullah da isterinya adalah rahba jemaah kami semasa keluar 40hari masturat di hyderabad 2005.
Apa dia katakan?...iaitu beliau berkata... kita bila pergi ke rom (merujuk kpd barat) kita akan ubah cara kehidupan kita kepada cara org rom....tetapi sahabat radiallahu'anhuma tidak begitu...mrklah yg merubah suasana kepada kehidupan agama islam iaitu kehidupan suci murni Nabi Muhammad salallahu'alaihiwassalam..
Ini satu pekara yg amat bernilai kpd sy hari ini...itu sebab tajuk yg sy nak perkatakan ialah jati diri...perkataan jati pd sy membawa maksud keras/padu/kuat/kukuh...spt kayu jati...kalau kayu jati ketuk kat kepala...kepala boleh benjol...atau jati boleh membawa maksud asli...atau apa2 maksud yg ada dlm kamus....
sahabat radiallahu'anhum adalah contoh utk umat akhir zaman ni sampailah bumi ni hancur sehingga tak de debu lagi...maknanya tiada lagi contoh2 manusia yg baik yg Allah berikan kpd kita dari kalangan umat ini selain sahabat radiallahu'anhum. sahabat radiallahu'anhum adalah manusia biasa spt kita dan juga utk keturunanan manusia yg mendatang....mrk lapar kalau tak makan, sakit kalau dipukul, ada perasaan kasih kepada anak2/isteri, iaitu samalah spt kita...
tetapi mrk telah menyempurnakan nyawa mrk di dunia ini mengikut kehendak Allah ta'ala dgn cara Nabi Muhammad salallahu'alaihiwassalam..mrk mati/syahid dgn kehendak2 mrk yg tak tertunai di dlm hati2 mrk....krn mrk lebih mengutamakan kehendak Allah ta'ala dan RasulNya lebih dr keinginan2 mrk...
hasilnya....spt ayat al-quran surah at-taubah ayat 100: " Orang-orang yang terdahulu lagi yang pertama-tama (masuk islam) di antara orang-orang muhajirin dan ansar dan orang-orang yang mengikuti mereka dengan baik, Allah redha kepada mereka dan mereka pun redha kepada Allah dan Allah menyediakan bagi mereka syurga-syurga yang mengalir sungai-sungai di dalamnya, mereka kekal di dalamnya selama-lamanya. Itulah kemenangan yang besar."
jadi bila sahabat radiallahu'anhum pergi ke china seluruh china masuk islam, bila sahabat pergi afrika seluruh afrika masuk islam...sehingga 2/3 dunia dibeh tapak kaki sahabat radiallahu'anhum...org kibti mengaku mrk arab dan tukar bahasa mrk ke bahasa arab, org sudan mengaku mrk arab dan tukar bahasa mrk ke bahasa arab, begitu juga spy dari rom...bila mrk lihat kehidupan sahabat radiallahu'anhum, mrk isytihar..inilah kehidupan yg kami cari selama ini, mrk tinggalkan mahligai2 mrk yg ada tmn dan pancuran2 air, kuda2 mrk yg berpelana dan baju2 mrk yg diperbuat dari sutera utk jadi mcm sahabat radiallahu'anhum yg kongsi satu mangkuk susu dgn 70 sahabat yg lain dan mrk tidak ada apa2 kecuali Allah...
bak kata hj asrar masa masa bayan kat mkz batu pahat jln lim pon...satu sahabat yg miskin tiada pakaian, hanya sehelai kain menutupi aurat telah diperintah oleh Nabi Muhammad salallahu'alaihiwassalam utk turun dlm khandak buat security...pd mlm tu cuaca amat sejuk dan gelap, sehinggakan kalau tangan diletakkan di hadapan mata pun tak nampak, angin pulak bertiup begitu kuat sehinggakan batu yg berterbangan boleh memutuskan tali2 khemah...oleh krn ketaatan dia, dia telah masuk kedalam khandak..dan beliau berkata, "sekiranya maharaja rom dan parsi tau betapa tenangnya aku didalam khandak ini, nescaya mrk akan cabut nyawaku..."
hasil pengorbanan mrk metaati Allah dan RasulNya, Allah ta'ala telah kurnaikan kpd sahabat radiallahu'anhum kejayaan iaitu kehidupan syurga di dunia lagi.....mrk tak perlukan kekayaan krn Allah ta'ala telah kurniakan mrk kekayaan hati, mrk tak perlukan penghormatan/pangkat sebab cukuplah Allah redha ke atas mrk dan mrk amat menyintai maut melebihi org rom mencintai arak krn mrk amat merindui Allah dan RasulNya...mrk bukan nabi tetapi kisah mrk Allah ta'ala telah khabarkan dlm kitab2Nya kpd umat2 yg terdahulu....krn mrk menyintai Allah dan RasulNya melebihi diri mrk sendiri...
walaupun ribuan tahun kisah2 mrk telah berlalu, namun kisah2 hidup mrk amat menyentuh perasaan dgn hanya membaca atau mendengar kisah2 kehidupan mrk...
begitulah jati diri yg perlu sy dan tuan2 usahakan....iaitu dgn mendakwahkan kalimah Allah keseluruh alam dgn cara nabi Muhammad salallahu'alaihiwassalam...begitulah juga yg telah sahabat radiallahu'anhum usahakan sebagai pedoman kita utk berjaya di dunia dan akhirat...
mudah2an Allah ta'ala kurnia kita taufik dan hidayat utk kita mengikuti sahabat radiallahu'anhum...amin
wallahu'alam....
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
DOA KETIKA DALAM KESUSAHAN
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Muslim Imam-preacher & his 11-yrs old son
The Imam-Preacher and his son...
PLS PATIENTLY READ THRU THIS PASSAGE...
Qur'an 3:104: Let there arise amongst you a band of people inviting to
all that is good and right, and forbidding the wrong. Such are the
successful ones...
Qur'an 16:125: Invite to the way of your Lord with beautiful preaching and in the best ways...
Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumaat service at the Central
Mosque (and shortly after Al-Usrah program), the Imam and his eleven
year old son would go out into their town and hand out "PATH TO
PARADISE" and other Islamic literature.
This particular and
fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for the Imam and his son
to go to the streets with their booklets, it was very cold outside, as
well as pouring rain.
The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready!'
His 'Muallim' dad asked, 'Ready for what?'
'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.'
Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.'
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to hell, even though it's raining?'
Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'
Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?'
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. Be careful son.'
'Thanks, Dad!'
And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old
boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing
everybody he met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.
After two
hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down
to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone
to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.
Then
he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to
the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody
answered..
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.
Finally, this eleven year old dakwah-expert turned to leave, but something stopped him.
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and also knocked loudly on
the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the
front porch!
He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly
asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that
lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I
disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that "ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND
CARES FOR YOU" and I came to give you my very last booklet which will
tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to
achieve His pleasure.' With that, he handed her his last booklet and
turned to leave.
She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'
Well, the following Friday afternoon after Jumaat service (during which
period they hold a weekly program, Al-Usrah) the Imam was giving some
lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, 'Does anybody have
questions or want to say anything?'
Slowly, in the back row
among the ladies, an elderly voice was heard over the speaker. As the
voice went on, a hint of glorious gaiety and contentment was plainly
evident in it even though the speaker wasn't seen,
'No one in
this gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before
last Friday I was not a Muslim, and never thought I could be. My
husband had passed away some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this
world. Last Friday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was
even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no
longer had any hope or will to live.
So I took a rope and a
chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened
the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and
fastened the other end of the rope around my
neck. Standing on that
chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when
suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I
thought, "I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go
away.."
I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and
more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking
loudly.....
I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be?
Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from
my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang
louder and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly
believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and
angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could
never describe it to
you!
The words that came from his mouth
caused my heart that had long been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed
with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH
REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU!'
Then he gave me this booklet, "Path To Paradise" that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I
closed my door and read slowly every word of this book. Then I went up
to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any
more.
You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God.
Since the address of your congregation was stamped on the back of this
booklet, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little
angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul
from an eternity in hell.'
There was not a dry eye in the mosque.
And as shouts of TAKBIR!!! ALLAH AKBAR!!! rented the air, even among
the ladies, despite themselves.
Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the little angel was seated....
He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.
Probably no jama'ah has had a more glorious moment, and probably this
universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love and honor
for his son... Except for One. This very one...
Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.
Heaven is for His people! Remember, God's message CAN make the
difference in the life of someone close to you. Please share this
wonderful message (and of course anyone I've sent or will send)...
PLS PATIENTLY READ THRU THIS PASSAGE...
Qur'an 3:104: Let there arise amongst you a band of people inviting to
all that is good and right, and forbidding the wrong. Such are the
successful ones...
Qur'an 16:125: Invite to the way of your Lord with beautiful preaching and in the best ways...
Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumaat service at the Central
Mosque (and shortly after Al-Usrah program), the Imam and his eleven
year old son would go out into their town and hand out "PATH TO
PARADISE" and other Islamic literature.
This particular and
fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for the Imam and his son
to go to the streets with their booklets, it was very cold outside, as
well as pouring rain.
The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready!'
His 'Muallim' dad asked, 'Ready for what?'
'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.'
Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.'
The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to hell, even though it's raining?'
Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'
Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go? Please?'
His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. Be careful son.'
'Thanks, Dad!'
And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old
boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing
everybody he met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.
After two
hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down
to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone
to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.
Then
he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to
the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody
answered..
He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.
Finally, this eleven year old dakwah-expert turned to leave, but something stopped him.
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and also knocked loudly on
the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the
front porch!
He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.
Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly
asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that
lit up her world, this little boy said, 'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I
disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that "ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND
CARES FOR YOU" and I came to give you my very last booklet which will
tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to
achieve His pleasure.' With that, he handed her his last booklet and
turned to leave.
She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'
Well, the following Friday afternoon after Jumaat service (during which
period they hold a weekly program, Al-Usrah) the Imam was giving some
lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, 'Does anybody have
questions or want to say anything?'
Slowly, in the back row
among the ladies, an elderly voice was heard over the speaker. As the
voice went on, a hint of glorious gaiety and contentment was plainly
evident in it even though the speaker wasn't seen,
'No one in
this gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before
last Friday I was not a Muslim, and never thought I could be. My
husband had passed away some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this
world. Last Friday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was
even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no
longer had any hope or will to live.
So I took a rope and a
chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home. I fastened
the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and
fastened the other end of the rope around my
neck. Standing on that
chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when
suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I
thought, "I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go
away.."
I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and
more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking
loudly.....
I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be?
Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from
my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang
louder and louder.
When I opened the door and looked I could hardly
believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and
angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could
never describe it to
you!
The words that came from his mouth
caused my heart that had long been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed
with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH
REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU!'
Then he gave me this booklet, "Path To Paradise" that I now hold in my hand.
As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I
closed my door and read slowly every word of this book. Then I went up
to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any
more.
You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God.
Since the address of your congregation was stamped on the back of this
booklet, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little
angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul
from an eternity in hell.'
There was not a dry eye in the mosque.
And as shouts of TAKBIR!!! ALLAH AKBAR!!! rented the air, even among
the ladies, despite themselves.
Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the little angel was seated....
He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.
Probably no jama'ah has had a more glorious moment, and probably this
universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love and honor
for his son... Except for One. This very one...
Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.
Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others.
Heaven is for His people! Remember, God's message CAN make the
difference in the life of someone close to you. Please share this
wonderful message (and of course anyone I've sent or will send)...
Selawat ke atas Nabi Muhammad s.a.w.
Maksudnya:"Ya Allah selawat dan salam ke atas Nabi Muhammad dan ke atas keluarga Baginda seperti Engkau kurniakan kepada Nabi Ibrahim dan keluarganya. Sesungguhnya Engkaulah Yang Maha Terpuji dan Yang Maha Mulia. Ya Allah, berkatilah ke atas Nabi Muhammad dan ke atas keluarga Baginda seperti telah yang Engkau berkati ke atas Nabi Ibrahim dan keluarganya. Sesungguhnya Engkaulah Yang Maha Terpuji dan Yang Maha Mulia".
BACAAN UNTUK MELUNASKAN HUTANG
Assalamu'alaikum,
Mudah-mudahan Allah Ta'ala kurnia kita taufik untuk amal dan sampaikan.
BACAAN UNTUK LUNAS HUTANG (SURAH ALI-IMRAN AYAT 26-27)
[26]
Katakanlah (wahai Muhammad): “Wahai Tuhan yang mempunyai kuasa pemerintahan! Engkaulah yang memberi kuasa pemerintahan kepada sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki, dan Engkaulah yang mencabut kuasa pemerintahan dari sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki. Engkaulah juga yang memuliakan sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki, dan Engkaulah yang menghina sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki. Dalam kekuasaan Engkaulah sahaja adanya segala kebaikan. Sesungguhnya Engkau Maha Kuasa atas tiap-tiap sesuatu.
[27]
“Engkaulah (wahai Tuhan) yang memasukkan waktu malam ke dalam waktu siang, dan Engkaulah yang memasukkan waktu siang ke dalam waktu malam. Engkaulah juga yang mengeluarkan sesuatu yang hidup dari benda yang mati, dan Engkaulah yang mengeluarkan benda yang mati dari sesuatu yang hidup. Engkau jualah yang memberi rezeki kepada sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki, dengan tiada hitungan hisabnya”.
Katakanlah (wahai Muhammad): “Wahai Tuhan yang mempunyai kuasa pemerintahan! Engkaulah yang memberi kuasa pemerintahan kepada sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki, dan Engkaulah yang mencabut kuasa pemerintahan dari sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki. Engkaulah juga yang memuliakan sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki, dan Engkaulah yang menghina sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki. Dalam kekuasaan Engkaulah sahaja adanya segala kebaikan. Sesungguhnya Engkau Maha Kuasa atas tiap-tiap sesuatu.
[27]
“Engkaulah (wahai Tuhan) yang memasukkan waktu malam ke dalam waktu siang, dan Engkaulah yang memasukkan waktu siang ke dalam waktu malam. Engkaulah juga yang mengeluarkan sesuatu yang hidup dari benda yang mati, dan Engkaulah yang mengeluarkan benda yang mati dari sesuatu yang hidup. Engkau jualah yang memberi rezeki kepada sesiapa yang Engkau kehendaki, dengan tiada hitungan hisabnya”.
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