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|06/20/04 at 15:18:40|
|Tribute to Mothers |
Those of you who still have your mothers with you, this is something to
ponder and to witness as your life unfolds. Those of you who, no longer
have your mothers with you, this may be something that sparks a memory
for you. Those of you who are mothers, this is something for you to
think about as you move through life with your children. Those who have
no children, this is something to think about when you encounter
children along your life's path--you know mothering is not relegated to
a biological parent only!!!
The young mother set her foot on the path of life. "Is this the long
way?" she asked. And the guide said: "Yes, and the way is hard. And you
will be old before you reach the end of it. But the end will be better
than the beginning." But the young mother was happy, and she would not
believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played
with her children, and gathered flowers for them along the way, and
bathed them in the clear streams; and the sun shone on them, and the
young Mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this." Then the
night came, and the storm, and the path was dark, and the children shook
with fear and cold, and the mother drew them close and covered them with
her mantle, and the children said, "Mother, we are not afraid, for you
are near, and no harm can come." And the morning came, and there was a
hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was
weary. But at all times she said to the children, "A little patience and
we are there." So the children climbed, and when they reached the top
they said, "Mother, we would not have done it without you." And the
mother, when she lay down at night looked up at the stars and said,
"This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned
fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage.
Today, I have given them strength."
And the next day came strange clouds which darkened the earth, clouds
of war and hate and evil, and the children groped and stumbled, and the
mother said: "Look up. Lift your eyes to the light." And the children
looked and saw above the clouds an everlasting glory, and it guided them
beyond the darkness. And that night the Mother said, "This is the best
day of all, for I have shown my children the awareness of the Almighty."
And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and
the mother grew old and she was little and bent. But her children were
tall and strong, and walked with courage. And when the way was rough,
they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather; and at last they
came to a hill, and beyond they could see a shining road and golden
gates flung wide. And mother said: "I have reached the end of my
journey. And now I know the end is better than the beginning, for my
children can walk alone, and their children after them." And the
children said, " You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you
have gone through the gates." And they stood and watched her as she went
on alone, and the gates closed after her. And they said: "We cannot see
her, but she is with us still.
A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence."
Your Mother is always with you.
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street, she's the
smell of bleach in your freshly laundered socks, she's the cool hand on
your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives inside your laughter.
And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came
from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you
take. She's your first love and your first heartbreak,and nothing on
earth can separate you.. Not time, not space...not even death!
TO ALL OUR MOTHERS. MAY WE NEVER TAKE YOU FOR GRANTED.
O Allah, forgive us and our parents, and reward them with the finest
reward. O Allah, elevate their position in the hereafter and this world
; make that which befalls them an expiation for their sins. O Allah,
grant them residence in Heaven , the highest level of Heaven with the
Prophets, the Siddeeqeen, and the Martyrs. Ameen.
Abu Hurairah(radhiyallahu anhu) who mentions that someone asked the
Prophet(sallallahu alaiyhi wassallam): "Messenger(sallallahu alaiyhi
wassallam) of Allah, to whom should I direct my kind and dutiful
treatment?" The Prophet(sallallahu alaiyhi wassallam) said: "To your
mother." The man asked: " Who next?" The Prophet (sallallahu alaiyhi
wassallam) answered: "Your mother." The man asked: "Who next?" and the
Prophet (sallallahu alaiyhi wassallam) answered again: "Your mother".
The man still asked. "Who next?" The Prophet (sallallahu alaiyhi
wassallam) answered: "Your father". (Related by Al-Bukhari, Muslim,
Narrated Ahmad and An-Nasaa'ee, from Mu'aawiyah ibn Jaahimah
As-Sulamee: My father, Jaahimah (raa) went to the Prophet(Sallallahu
alayhi wasallam) - and asked, "O Messenger of Allah, I would like to go
out and fight for the sake of Allah, and I have come to you for advice."
The Prophet(Sallallahu alayhi wasallam) - asked him, "Is your Mother
alive?" He said, "Yes." "Then stay near her," advised the
Prophet(Sallallahu alayhi wasallam0, "For at her feet is Jannah!" (Ahmad
|Re: On mothers|
|06/20/04 at 22:20:05|
|Assalaam Alaikum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa BarakatuhˇK|
JazakAllah Khair for sharing that with us sister. SubhanAllah, I was just about to start a thread dedicated to the wonderful mothers out there. I'd like to share an experience of mine and a few thoughts I have about mothers...
They say you never miss the water until it's gone. I never realized how true this was until recently. I had always taken my mother for granted. I always just thought that she'd be there. All the love and care that she put into making sure we were raised correctly, I never really took a look at. My parents went to hajj and then visited some family in Yemen. They were gone for 2 months. To some, that's no time, but to me, that felt like years. The longest I had been away from her was a mere 3 days. Those two months were some of the hardest months I've gone through. Most teens would think, "Yes, my parents are gone. I can do whatever I want!" I expected those months to be months of relaxation and just kicking back. I couldn't be more wrong.
Mothers do way more than I had ever thought. Throughout those 2 months, I was *so* busy. Between exams, school, Islamic classes, and rehearsals for an important event that a local organization had, and on top of that we were doing a surprise remodeling of our basement, I had to find time to cook, clean, do homework, and make sure everyone else in the family was taken care of. A mother's work is totally underestimated. I can't imagine how it hard it was when we were children and she was chasing us around.
I found myself missing her more than I ever thought I would. I smelled her clothes, just to get that "mom scent" like a child. I was calling her as often as possible just to hear her sweet voice. I wanted so dearly to tell her that I loved her and appreciated everything she does for us. She was my confidant, and I missed her.
Your kids may not find time to say it, but I"ll say it for them. :) They really do care. They may not realize it, but without you, they are almost nothing. They may not find time to thank you, but don't let that get you down. Deep down they really want to. I needed an experience like this to realize it all. And now, I look at my mother with so much respect and admiration. All mothers, you deserve that as well.
All the reward in the hereafter that you get for your patience and hard work.. you couldn't deserve it more. :)
May Allah (swt) reward you.
|06/20/04 at 22:24:34|
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