Saturday, November 19, 2016

The last day 2




My adoptive mother also told me" the prophet was good, he did his effort to make the world good. He could travel miles in hot dessert on his foot to show the other people how the new religion is! When he traveled at land called "El Taef" its people met him with throwing stones on him. His legs were blooded. He had to have a rest under the shadows of Grapes. The prophet sat under it. The two masters sent him their slave. The slave bought  grapes to the prophet. When the prophet began to eat, he mentioned his name of God. The slave was from Iraq. He was amazed. He said "o master! You he he said something unusual,and he had not heard before."
The prophet asked," Where are you from?"
The slave said, "From Ninawa"
The prophet answered, " The country of my brother Yonis"
The slave opened his eyes and  said," You are the prophet"
Mohammad said, "Yes!"
The slave bowed and kissed his hands and legs"
The prophet prayed to his God saying," Oh! My God! Oh God, I complain of weakness and lack of strength and my lack of thoughts on people, O most merciful, you are the Lord of the vulnerable, and you are my Lord, than to leave me depend? Etjhemena far? Or to the enemy hates me? If not on your anger do not care about, but wellbeing is wider me, I seek refuge in the light of your face, which brightened the darkness, and peace upon this world. I ask you not to descend your anger or replace your wrath over my head, you threshold until you are satisfied, and no strength except your"
Gabriel was descended with the angel of mounts. Gabriel said" I got down with with angel of mounts. If you want, my lord told me if you want I will order the angel of mounts to make the two surrounded mounts over their head"
The prophet said in hurry, "No! as it may be created people who worship their God!"
Gabriel said," Who called you gracious and merciful is the honest"
The prophet had many good situations. At a battle, when he slept under tree and hanged his word over the tree's branch, one of his enemy came and put that sword over his nick and said," Oh! Mohaamad! Who protect you from me!"
The prophet said with confident,''Allah,Allah"
The sword was fallen from his hand. The prophet took it and said, "Who protect you from me!"
The man said," Oh! Mohammad! Be merciful in punish!"
The prophet let him go without any punishment.
The most tale is that he saw the children playing in the feast day except one who stood wide and alone. He was sad. The prophet approached the chil;d and asked him why he stood alone?
the child said with tears ascended from his eyes," my father was killed in a battle!"
The prophet smiled and said," don't accept me to be your fathe and my wife is your mother!"
He smiled. He was taken and washed. He wore new clothes and got money to play and buy game!"
I don't met one like that. She said also, 'there was an old woman carrying a load. He approached her and asked to help her. He carried the load till she went to her home. She caught his hand and said, "Oh! My son, there a man invited people to new religion. Don't obey him. He differed between the man and his wife , the son and the father and the salve and the master."
The prophet smiled and said, "do you know him?'
She said, "No!"
He said, "I am the prophet!"
She said with shame, "OH! My son, forgive me!"

 




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Friday, November 18, 2016

The last day

The last day



I don't remember how I got there? The tales said several stories. The essential story or the pivot story is that I was wrapped in old clothes and was put next to the mosque. The important thing that was the old man who saw and put me in the same way. In front of the orphan shelter, I was in.
They do great effort to help us to get great lessons to be rude and harsh.  My mother in shelter learnt us the faith. In fact, she was liar. The religion man came and told us about the honest. The man who talked about faith and told us about the reward of honest is trying to be honest, but it escaped from him. He usually came with his small child. His child got a pretty sweet. That made us angry. We could take the from him and kidnapped this sweet. The last time, we took this sweet; this religion man tried to put us into jail. We hate him, but we didn't hate our religion. We kept on prayers to our God, as it made us forget every worse and receipt the world with open heart. My mother in shelter always told me to be happy and met  the worst with the best to be as the messenger "Mohammad'' always dealt with his obstructed  with good an smile. She told me how they punished him? Once they  put the extraction of camels over his back, when he was prayed. His lovely daughter came and got this from his back. He didn't pray on them. They tried to get him angry as the biggest obstructed ''his name Abu Elhakm" swore he would kill him. He carried a big stone and tried to throw over his head, but he returned with hurry. His friends asked with astonish, ''Why didn't you kill him? He said in horror" I saw a big wild trying to kill me"
The prophet was patient. He used to carry the rubbish that was put by his Jewish neighbor every morning. One day, Mohammad didn't find the rubbish. He was in trouble. He thought wrong something had happened to the neighbor. He asked for him. He found him sick. He visited him and said with lovely smile," I didn't find your present you give me every day, so I became worry about you!"

The message was understood.