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" ...those who attain to faith, and do good works, and enjoin upon one another the keeping to truth, and enjoin upon one another patience in adversity...
" Qur'an
103:3
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Our Children
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This is the story of a Muslim
named Mo.
Its a symbolic story that many of us may know.
He was born
in a Muslim family but they were weak in the deen.
He was a lovely child,
he was more precious then anything you've seen.
He grew up so quick,
it was just a flash before his parents eyes.
They didn't get to teach him
about Islam. You know how the time just flies.
Before they knew it,
they were sending him off to school.
They were so happy, he shined like a
precious little jewel.
He was taught that he was a Muslim, but that's
about all he knew.
He wanted to know more but his dad had way too many
things to do.
He had cute little cheeks, they turned rosy as he got
tired.
He was a handsome little guy, he was always admired.
But with
his parents so busy, he never got to learn about Allah.
The days passed by
and his parents never taught him how to do Salah.
Some more years
passed by, and by now his voice began to change.
He felt new emotions, and
he liked them, even though they felt strange.
His dad finally took him
one day to some Islamic Sunday school.
But he had already learned from his
friends that religion just wasn't cool.
Time past by and the little man
grew older.
With the passage of time his temper became bolder.
His
mother was getting worried, he was found to be ditching school.
But she
didn't say anything, or else his temper would flare up like fuel.
He
would go to parties and come home all drunk.
And in some of his classes he
was now beginning to flunk.
Her cute little rosy cheeked child had
become a wild young man.
She cried every night because teaching him Islam
was never in her plan.
He meet a pretty girl named Rose, he thought he
loved her for sure.
She noticed how he felt, so she asked him to go out
with her.
He thought it was love at first sight, she kissed him on the
first date.
But she just wanted to sleep with him, yet to that he had no
debate.
He would go out all night with her, sometimes without even
saying good-bye.
"Why didn't I show him the deen?" His father could only
cry.
He kept on partying while his family kept on weeping.
And he
meet other girls, and with them too he was also sleeping.
He started to
look sick, and he wasn't really feeling so good.
His mother just had to
cry, he didn't look like the way he should.
He went to the doctor for
what he thought was a cold.
"Young man, you got AIDS," is what he was told.
When his mom found out she just couldn't take the pain.
For not
teaching him his deen, she knew she was to blame.
Mo got sicker and you
could see him getting weaker day by day.
And he didn't know Allah, so to
Him he never prayed.
What could she do now for her once precious little
guy?
She knew he needed the deen, but now she could only cry.
His
time came one day so the Angel came for his spirit.
His dad told him to say
la ilaha illalah, but Mo didn't hear it.
"What's that dad? I can't seem
to hear you, everything's going dull."
But before Mo ever heard it, the
Angel was off with his soul.
His father fell to his knees and cried
like he never did before.
He knew he should have taught him the deen, so he
felt guilty to the core.
This is the story of little Mo. Lets not let
it be the story of our kid's situation.
So please, my dear brothers and
sisters, take this deen to the next generation!
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