location: jogging track. on the right is the palm-oil plantation.time: one evening, with no one else at the field.
insya-allah, i'm still on the right track.
"Guide us to the straight Way" [al-fatihah,1:6]
salam a'laikum.
praise to allah.
alhamdulillah.
i'm still on the track, the right track.
have you ever realised that, we are too passionate when we talked about Allah, about His love. but have we ever think of the person who Allah loves the most? do we ever try to know that fabulous person?
who is he?
in syahadahtain, his name is mentioned after Allah's.
he was an orphan.
he settled the problem faced by the arabs in placing the hajar aswad back to its original place after the flood that had ruined kaabah.
his name was given by his grandfather, a name that has never been given to any grandchildren of arabics before.
he is Muhammad bin Abdullah.
yes, our Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him.
currently, i'm indulging myself with books. one of them is, al-raheeq al-makhtum by
Syeikh Sofiyyur-Rahman al-Mubarakfuri.
it is a book about Muhammad's life. from the the day he was born till the day he drew his last breath.
what triggers me to know more about him, was my roommate. she said that we often talk about love, Allah's love. but we forget about the person who loves us the most. the person who cried when he knew that the lowest level of hell [lower than fir'aun's, 6th level] mostly will be occupied by his ummat. the one who his last sentence on earth was US, we!! even he never met us, he loves us. what about us? we know his seerah. we know his stories. we know his fights. we know him. but, do we love him as much as he does?
praise to allah.
alhamdulillah.
i'm still on the track, the right track.
have you ever realised that, we are too passionate when we talked about Allah, about His love. but have we ever think of the person who Allah loves the most? do we ever try to know that fabulous person?
who is he?
in syahadahtain, his name is mentioned after Allah's.
he was an orphan.
he settled the problem faced by the arabs in placing the hajar aswad back to its original place after the flood that had ruined kaabah.
his name was given by his grandfather, a name that has never been given to any grandchildren of arabics before.
he is Muhammad bin Abdullah.
yes, our Prophet Muhammad, peace be upon him.
currently, i'm indulging myself with books. one of them is, al-raheeq al-makhtum by
Syeikh Sofiyyur-Rahman al-Mubarakfuri.
it is a book about Muhammad's life. from the the day he was born till the day he drew his last breath.
what triggers me to know more about him, was my roommate. she said that we often talk about love, Allah's love. but we forget about the person who loves us the most. the person who cried when he knew that the lowest level of hell [lower than fir'aun's, 6th level] mostly will be occupied by his ummat. the one who his last sentence on earth was US, we!! even he never met us, he loves us. what about us? we know his seerah. we know his stories. we know his fights. we know him. but, do we love him as much as he does?
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