Assalamualaikum (^.-)v
Hari ini cuma nak berkongsi satu cerita yang aku jumpa di papa google....hehe cerita nie sangat best, especially untuk mereka yang selalu tertanya2 kenapa mereka tak dpt apa yang mereka nak, sedangkan orang lain boleh senang2 je dpt... memang kita usaha tp kadang2 Allah tak bg balasan on the spot kan ? tak ramai yang boleh sabar...jadi aku harap, untuk cerita kali nie, korang dpt fikir dan yang paling penting, percaya dan beriman kepada Allah...bahawasanya Allah akan sentiasa mendengar doa-doa dr hamba-nya yang soleh :)
A young man had been to Wednesday Night Class of Quranic Studies. The Muslim (Scholar) had shared about listening to Allah and obeying Allah through intuition.
The young man couldn’t help but wonder, ‘Does Allah still speak to people through intuition?’
After
Lessons, he went out with some friends for coffee and pie and they
discussed the message.. Several different ones talked about how Allah
had led them in different ways and that at the end you’ll know it was
Allah (SWT) Who has directed you.
It
was about ten o’clock when the young man started driving home.Sitting
in his car, he just began to pray, ‘Allah…If you still speak to people,
speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey.’
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, ‘Allah is that you?’ He didn’t get a reply and started on toward home.
As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop and buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head and said out loud, ‘Allah is that you?’ He didn’t get a reply and started on toward home.
But
again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk came into his head. ‘Okay,
Allah, in case that is you, I will buy the milk.’ It didn’t seem like
too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the
milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
milk. He stopped and purchased the gallon of milk and started off toward home.
As
he passed Seventh Street , he again felt the urge, ‘Turn Down that
street.’ This is crazy he thought, and drove on past the intersection.
Again,
he felt that he should turn down Seventh Street . At the next
intersection, he turned back and headed down Seventh. Half jokingly, he
said out loud, ‘Okay, Allah, I will.’ He drove several blocks, when
suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb and
looked around. He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn’t the
best but it wasn’t the worst of neighborhoods either. The businesses
were closed and most of the houses looked dark like the people were
already in bed.
Again,
he sensed something, ‘Go and give the milk to the people in the house
across the street.’ The young man looked at the house. It was dark and
it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep.
He
started to open the door and then sat back in the car seat. ‘Allah,
this is insane. Those people are asleep and if I wake them up, they are
going to be mad and I will look stupid.’ Again, he felt like he should
go and give the milk.
Finally,
he opened the door, ‘Okay Allah (SWT), if this is you, I will go to the
door and I will give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy
person, okay. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for
something, but if they don’t answer right away, I am out of
here.’
here.’
He
walked across the street and rang the bell. He could hear some noise
inside. A man’s voice yelled out, ‘Who is it? What do you want?’ Then
the door opened before the young man could get away. The man was
standing there in his jeans and T-shirt. He looked like he just got out
of bed. He had a strange look on his face and he didn’t seem too happy
to have some stranger standing on his doorstep.
‘What is it?’
The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, ‘Here, I brought this to
you.’
you.’
The
man took the milk and rushed down a hallway. Then from down the hall
came a woman carrying the milk toward the kitchen. The man was following
her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming
down his face. The man began speaking and half crying, ‘We
were just praying.
were just praying.
We
had some big bills this month and we ran out of money. We didn’t have
any milk for our baby. I was just praying and asking Allah (SWT) to show
me how to get some milk.’ His wife in the kitchen yelled out, ‘I ask
him to send an Angel with some milk. Are you an Angel?’
The
young man reached into his wallet and pulled out all the money he had
on him and put in the man’s hand. He turned and walked back toward his
car and the tears were streaming down his face.
He knows that Allah S.W.T still answer his prayer.
P/S : Kadang2 memang kita rasa hidup nie mcm useless...semua benda kita buat, semuanya rasa serba tak kena...tak ramai yg berfikir, semua perkara yang terjadi itu Allah dah tulis dalam buku kehidupan kita...yang tinggal, kita hanya perlu percaya pada-Nya, yakin dengan-Nya...inshaAllah, semua yang berlaku ada hikmah di sebaliknya...Takdir kita telah ditentukan, tak boleh dipilih tetapi boleh diubah... :)
the best story ever :)
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