Saturday, September 11, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
emel dr dr. ayu
Dengan Nama ALLAH Yang Maha Pemurah Lagi Maha Mengasihani..
Assalamualaikum W.B.T..Selamat membaca....Bukan sekadar 'membaca',Carilah makna tersirat...
Selamat "Mencari"...
“ALLAH REALLY LOVE AND CARE FOR YOU”
Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumma services 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 'Mu’allim' 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 da'wah-expert turned to leave, but something stopped him.
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and 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 LOVE AND CARE 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 Jumat 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 it wasn't to be 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 thought I could be. My husband 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 LOVE AND CARE 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 anymore.
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.
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'at 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, Allah's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone you know.
Please share this wonderful message.
Spread HIS Word, help HIM and you'll see HIS hand in everything you do...
Assalamualaikum W.B.T..Selamat membaca....Bukan sekadar 'membaca',Carilah makna tersirat...
Selamat "Mencari"...
“ALLAH REALLY LOVE AND CARE FOR YOU”
Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumma services 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 'Mu’allim' 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 da'wah-expert turned to leave, but something stopped him.
Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and 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 LOVE AND CARE 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 Jumat 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 it wasn't to be 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 thought I could be. My husband 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 LOVE AND CARE 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 anymore.
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.
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'at 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, Allah's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone you know.
Please share this wonderful message.
Spread HIS Word, help HIM and you'll see HIS hand in everything you do...
a poem for you..
17 ogos 2010
Oh LORD, not everything we want is the need for us.
I’m realize, that I can decide my emotion, my feeling toward all the moment happen in my life.
LORD, you always with us, but we always forgot that you are really there, oh forgive us..
Aku boleh menentukan hormone apa yg mahu aku keluarkan.. aku bole memilih perasaan dan emosi yg aku mahu.
Lalu, mengapa, aku mahu bersedih, kecewa, hampa, marah, cemburu dan segala penyakit hati yg lain??
Oh, rugilah; selama ini aku tak mengetahui hal ini terletak pada diri aku, dan dari sini aku mahu jadi insan yg paling bahagia; yg punya ilmu dan lemah lembut dalam muamalat. Inilah sifat nabi Muhammad s.a.w. yg aku terlupa untuk ikuti. Alangkah beratnya diri ini untuk menyusuri jalan dakwah ini, warisan terbesar nabi, untuk MENYAMPAIKAN walau satu ayat.
Wahai diriku sayang,usah bersedih, selagi udara ALLAH ini masih lagi dapat kau hirup, sedarlah ianya satu dari Rahmat2NYA untukmu, kerana cintaNYA kepadaMU, kau masih thabat di jalan tarbiah ini. Lalu, nikmat apakah yg kau dustakan? Kembalilah mencintai dirimu, mencintai Penciptamu, mencintai pencinta Penciptamu. Carilah keredhaanNYA untuk setiap langkahmu kerana langkah itu pasti diberkatiNYA, dipermudhkanNYA. Redhalah bahawa ALLAH Tuhanmu, Islam agamamu dan Muhammad Nabi dan Rasulullah.
Ramadhan ini apakah yg terakhir? Ooh, tak mampu untuk diri ni menempuh saat itu. Langkah ini terlalu perlahan untuk musafir di dunia ni, betapa bekalan masih sedikit untuk dibawa ke musafir yg lebih jauh lagi yakni pada saat yg dijanjikan itu.
Kuatkan keyakinanmu padaNYA, kenalilah Dia, cintailah Dia, ingatlah janji2Nya yg takkan pernah dimungkiri. Luv u fillah
PAKAILAH CERMIN MATA YG HANYA NAMPAK KEBAIKAN DAN PELUANG
ORANG YG LG BAHAGIA ADALAH YG BERILMU & BERLEMAH LEMBUT
ORG YG PLG BERNASIB BAIK ADALAH YG BERAKHLAK MULIA
Oh LORD, not everything we want is the need for us.
I’m realize, that I can decide my emotion, my feeling toward all the moment happen in my life.
LORD, you always with us, but we always forgot that you are really there, oh forgive us..
Aku boleh menentukan hormone apa yg mahu aku keluarkan.. aku bole memilih perasaan dan emosi yg aku mahu.
Lalu, mengapa, aku mahu bersedih, kecewa, hampa, marah, cemburu dan segala penyakit hati yg lain??
Oh, rugilah; selama ini aku tak mengetahui hal ini terletak pada diri aku, dan dari sini aku mahu jadi insan yg paling bahagia; yg punya ilmu dan lemah lembut dalam muamalat. Inilah sifat nabi Muhammad s.a.w. yg aku terlupa untuk ikuti. Alangkah beratnya diri ini untuk menyusuri jalan dakwah ini, warisan terbesar nabi, untuk MENYAMPAIKAN walau satu ayat.
Wahai diriku sayang,usah bersedih, selagi udara ALLAH ini masih lagi dapat kau hirup, sedarlah ianya satu dari Rahmat2NYA untukmu, kerana cintaNYA kepadaMU, kau masih thabat di jalan tarbiah ini. Lalu, nikmat apakah yg kau dustakan? Kembalilah mencintai dirimu, mencintai Penciptamu, mencintai pencinta Penciptamu. Carilah keredhaanNYA untuk setiap langkahmu kerana langkah itu pasti diberkatiNYA, dipermudhkanNYA. Redhalah bahawa ALLAH Tuhanmu, Islam agamamu dan Muhammad Nabi dan Rasulullah.
Ramadhan ini apakah yg terakhir? Ooh, tak mampu untuk diri ni menempuh saat itu. Langkah ini terlalu perlahan untuk musafir di dunia ni, betapa bekalan masih sedikit untuk dibawa ke musafir yg lebih jauh lagi yakni pada saat yg dijanjikan itu.
Kuatkan keyakinanmu padaNYA, kenalilah Dia, cintailah Dia, ingatlah janji2Nya yg takkan pernah dimungkiri. Luv u fillah
PAKAILAH CERMIN MATA YG HANYA NAMPAK KEBAIKAN DAN PELUANG
ORANG YG LG BAHAGIA ADALAH YG BERILMU & BERLEMAH LEMBUT
ORG YG PLG BERNASIB BAIK ADALAH YG BERAKHLAK MULIA
Nasihat seorang kakak
21 ogos 2010
malam tu tidur di bilik sahabat. keesokan paginya, aku dgr sebuah perbualan yg penuh dgn nasihat2 yg aku rindu sekali mahu dgr.nasihat ni dari seorang kakak kepada adiknya yg sdg bertungkus-lumus mahu menyiapkan thesisnya. Antara nasihat yg masih diingati :
>>selamat beramal:)
• Minum susu esp.sebelum tidur. Ia akan recover badan kita secara keseluruhan.
• Sebelum buat kerja (assignment,thesis,dll)
1. tenangkan jiwa dgn baca 1 juzu’ al-Quran, solat taubat, istikharah, hajat.
2. Minta izin pada parents dan doa dari mereka.
3. Tempat buat keje kena kemas.
• Jadilah simple, detail walaupun tak perfect.
• Setkan masa untuk setiap keje, cnth dalam 2 jam aku nak siapkan chapter 3. So, by hook by crook aku xkesah ape pun, aku mesti siapkan keje aku after 2 jam ni. X perlu perfect, yg penting dah siap (untuk stdnt Degree n Master).
• Kita sakit sebab roh kita yg sakit. Banyakkan selawat (penghulu selawat)
• Ramai antara kita ditimpa penyakit sbb upm ni dah banyak sangat maksiat. Allah nk tunjuk kat kita. Nak bersihkan hati kita. Kuman dan bakteria juga adalah syaitan.
• Kalau roh kita sihat, insyaAllah, badan akan sihat. Bila sakit, jgn layan sakit tu,mantapkan roh.
malam tu tidur di bilik sahabat. keesokan paginya, aku dgr sebuah perbualan yg penuh dgn nasihat2 yg aku rindu sekali mahu dgr.nasihat ni dari seorang kakak kepada adiknya yg sdg bertungkus-lumus mahu menyiapkan thesisnya. Antara nasihat yg masih diingati :
>>selamat beramal:)
• Minum susu esp.sebelum tidur. Ia akan recover badan kita secara keseluruhan.
• Sebelum buat kerja (assignment,thesis,dll)
1. tenangkan jiwa dgn baca 1 juzu’ al-Quran, solat taubat, istikharah, hajat.
2. Minta izin pada parents dan doa dari mereka.
3. Tempat buat keje kena kemas.
• Jadilah simple, detail walaupun tak perfect.
• Setkan masa untuk setiap keje, cnth dalam 2 jam aku nak siapkan chapter 3. So, by hook by crook aku xkesah ape pun, aku mesti siapkan keje aku after 2 jam ni. X perlu perfect, yg penting dah siap (untuk stdnt Degree n Master).
• Kita sakit sebab roh kita yg sakit. Banyakkan selawat (penghulu selawat)
• Ramai antara kita ditimpa penyakit sbb upm ni dah banyak sangat maksiat. Allah nk tunjuk kat kita. Nak bersihkan hati kita. Kuman dan bakteria juga adalah syaitan.
• Kalau roh kita sihat, insyaAllah, badan akan sihat. Bila sakit, jgn layan sakit tu,mantapkan roh.
Monday, September 6, 2010
dr blog seorang sahabat..
ada sebuah blog sahabat yg aku ziarah baru2 ni.
suatu jawapan untuk musykilah dalam hidup ni. kehidupan adalah perjuangan. ini adalah perkongsian untuk kalian.
dari blog sahabat seperjuangan:
Permasalahan yang aku hadapi sebelum ini adalah berkenaan sikapku yang sering lemah dalam berjuang akibat daripada aku gemar memikirkan di manakah sahabatku yang suatu ketika dulu sentiasa mengobarkan semangat dalam perjuangan ini...oleh kerana sikap jelekku itulah yang menyebabkanku terasa lemah untuk meneruskan perjuangan ini...
Tetapi Alhamdulillah...kata-kata akhawat itu telah menyedarkanku dari lena yang sangat panjang...
Akhawat itu berkata : "Sebenarnya kita berada dalam perjalanan ini kerana siapa?kalau kerana sahabat,mungkin seandainya suatu hari nanti bia sahabat sudah tiada di sisi,adakah kita masih mampu untuk terus tegar berada dijalan ini.Sebenarnya ini berbalik kepada bab AKIDAH dan IMAN.Kalau kita berbuat kerana sahabat,tidak kemana tujuan dan matlamat hidup kita ini.Tetapi kalau iman kita benar-benar percaya pada janji2NYA,kita akan rasa hidup kita ini akan sentiasa membara semangatnya untuk terus maju dan bergerak dalam perjuangan ini...Perbetulkanlah akidah yang ada dalam diri kita agar kita tidak mudah berputus asa dalam kehidupan..."
suatu jawapan untuk musykilah dalam hidup ni. kehidupan adalah perjuangan. ini adalah perkongsian untuk kalian.
dari blog sahabat seperjuangan:
Permasalahan yang aku hadapi sebelum ini adalah berkenaan sikapku yang sering lemah dalam berjuang akibat daripada aku gemar memikirkan di manakah sahabatku yang suatu ketika dulu sentiasa mengobarkan semangat dalam perjuangan ini...oleh kerana sikap jelekku itulah yang menyebabkanku terasa lemah untuk meneruskan perjuangan ini...
Tetapi Alhamdulillah...kata-kata akhawat itu telah menyedarkanku dari lena yang sangat panjang...
Akhawat itu berkata : "Sebenarnya kita berada dalam perjalanan ini kerana siapa?kalau kerana sahabat,mungkin seandainya suatu hari nanti bia sahabat sudah tiada di sisi,adakah kita masih mampu untuk terus tegar berada dijalan ini.Sebenarnya ini berbalik kepada bab AKIDAH dan IMAN.Kalau kita berbuat kerana sahabat,tidak kemana tujuan dan matlamat hidup kita ini.Tetapi kalau iman kita benar-benar percaya pada janji2NYA,kita akan rasa hidup kita ini akan sentiasa membara semangatnya untuk terus maju dan bergerak dalam perjuangan ini...Perbetulkanlah akidah yang ada dalam diri kita agar kita tidak mudah berputus asa dalam kehidupan..."
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