daraaldilla
Junior Member
I was born in a moslem family and was born as a moslem too.I do pray, fasting in ramadan and wear hijab.
Before, I just pray and fasting without know the reason…it just like a habit. But really I didn’t understand what would I have from it, but alhamdlillah I never left my pray…
Then some tests from Allah came in to my life that made open my mind, my heart and my eyes.
It started when the tsunami happened in my place where I lived. At that time I saw many dead bodies around me…people lost their house, including our house too…and at that time we just can say dzikir to Allah and asked forgiveness to Allah. No one could cry anymore at that time, because we were tired to cry and too shock…All we have to do just gave it to Allah…everything in world belongs to Allah.
But Alhamdlillah, all my family saved by tsunami, because at that time we were in other city. One day before tsunami happened, without any plans, we just got out from this city to another city. We saved by Allah. I am so thankful that we could be together at that time with all our family.
Then three years after that happening, I got an accident. That time I was in a journey to another town. And suddenly our car got crushed and I was the one who really had bad injured and my left leg had broken.
I had to stay on bed for about 7 months without could do anything. While I stayed on bed, I thought to myself, what was the meaning from all this??
I said to myself, this could be a test from Allah…
So, while I stayed on bed, I started to read some islamic books, read the quran, and even I can’t stand or walk I kept my pray on bed. My parents kept gave their support to me. Specially my mother…she support me by giving me some doaa to Allah and I did the same..
I kept patient with all my sickness with my doaa and prays.
Alhamdlillah I recovered from it and I can walk normal again. But the shape on my leg couldn’t be recovered. So, I said to myself..”it’s ok…at least I can walk again..i know Allah loves me…although my leg not in good shape, I still can walk and can do something for others”.
After I just recovered then other test came again from Allah. My father got betrayed by his leader in office and he got in jailed. He got in jailed for about in nine months. While he is in jail, I took care of my parents. I delivered food that my mother cook to my father everyday and accompanied him to have breakfast. And we shared some stories…and while my father was in jail, he became my great teacher. He gave me some advices, about do pray, tahajjud pray, patient, and tawakkal to Allah and even how to treat husband kindly if I get married someday..And behind all these, Allah has shown me how my father live his life for Allah, this is a very big lesson for me.
We kept praying and wishing to Allah veryday, everytime, every second. And Alhamdlillah…from what we had done, Allah heard our pray and doaa..Allah gave us strength and very big patiant to face this problem. Even because of this, our relation to each other in family became more closer to each other.
So, when in the last time in his court, he proved that he wasn’t guilty…I was so happy at that time..but there was something strange in my feeling.
At night, I got called by someone that my father was in the hospital at that time. I went there with my mother. When we arrived in the hospital, we found that my father just passed away.
His friend in jail said that my father died after he did tahajjud pray…when I knew about it…I didn’t cry for him, but I smile and felt glad, because I know Insha Allah my father died in Khusnul Khatimah…
I kissed his forehead and said to him “Pa…I know this is the best way for you…Allah has choosen you..”. When I kissed his forehead, my lips got wet, because his forehead was sweating, his face looked smile. And because of that I become more sure that my father is a really good person.
After five days my father passed away, our house got burnt. And we lost our house again…
But it’s ok, because we know, it all belongs to Allah…I know behind all of these have good meanings…
From some tests that Allah has given to me, I learn that we have to be patient to face the life…not all of our life always happy, but we have to prepare ourself to face the worst thing in life. Always remember to Allah for all that His has given to us and thankful to Him by pray, fasting and many others that Allah told to us.
And the great meaning from all of these are life in this world is not eternal…I always believe to qiyamah day and life after that…I become more closer to Allah. I live my life to Allah…
Insha Allah, I’m not afraid of being suffered in this world, poor or rich for me it same. But I’m really afraid when the judgement day come. Hope Allah forgive me with all my mistake while in world.
Before, I just pray and fasting without know the reason…it just like a habit. But really I didn’t understand what would I have from it, but alhamdlillah I never left my pray…
Then some tests from Allah came in to my life that made open my mind, my heart and my eyes.
It started when the tsunami happened in my place where I lived. At that time I saw many dead bodies around me…people lost their house, including our house too…and at that time we just can say dzikir to Allah and asked forgiveness to Allah. No one could cry anymore at that time, because we were tired to cry and too shock…All we have to do just gave it to Allah…everything in world belongs to Allah.
But Alhamdlillah, all my family saved by tsunami, because at that time we were in other city. One day before tsunami happened, without any plans, we just got out from this city to another city. We saved by Allah. I am so thankful that we could be together at that time with all our family.
Then three years after that happening, I got an accident. That time I was in a journey to another town. And suddenly our car got crushed and I was the one who really had bad injured and my left leg had broken.
I had to stay on bed for about 7 months without could do anything. While I stayed on bed, I thought to myself, what was the meaning from all this??
I said to myself, this could be a test from Allah…
So, while I stayed on bed, I started to read some islamic books, read the quran, and even I can’t stand or walk I kept my pray on bed. My parents kept gave their support to me. Specially my mother…she support me by giving me some doaa to Allah and I did the same..
I kept patient with all my sickness with my doaa and prays.
Alhamdlillah I recovered from it and I can walk normal again. But the shape on my leg couldn’t be recovered. So, I said to myself..”it’s ok…at least I can walk again..i know Allah loves me…although my leg not in good shape, I still can walk and can do something for others”.
After I just recovered then other test came again from Allah. My father got betrayed by his leader in office and he got in jailed. He got in jailed for about in nine months. While he is in jail, I took care of my parents. I delivered food that my mother cook to my father everyday and accompanied him to have breakfast. And we shared some stories…and while my father was in jail, he became my great teacher. He gave me some advices, about do pray, tahajjud pray, patient, and tawakkal to Allah and even how to treat husband kindly if I get married someday..And behind all these, Allah has shown me how my father live his life for Allah, this is a very big lesson for me.
We kept praying and wishing to Allah veryday, everytime, every second. And Alhamdlillah…from what we had done, Allah heard our pray and doaa..Allah gave us strength and very big patiant to face this problem. Even because of this, our relation to each other in family became more closer to each other.
So, when in the last time in his court, he proved that he wasn’t guilty…I was so happy at that time..but there was something strange in my feeling.
At night, I got called by someone that my father was in the hospital at that time. I went there with my mother. When we arrived in the hospital, we found that my father just passed away.
His friend in jail said that my father died after he did tahajjud pray…when I knew about it…I didn’t cry for him, but I smile and felt glad, because I know Insha Allah my father died in Khusnul Khatimah…
I kissed his forehead and said to him “Pa…I know this is the best way for you…Allah has choosen you..”. When I kissed his forehead, my lips got wet, because his forehead was sweating, his face looked smile. And because of that I become more sure that my father is a really good person.
After five days my father passed away, our house got burnt. And we lost our house again…
But it’s ok, because we know, it all belongs to Allah…I know behind all of these have good meanings…
From some tests that Allah has given to me, I learn that we have to be patient to face the life…not all of our life always happy, but we have to prepare ourself to face the worst thing in life. Always remember to Allah for all that His has given to us and thankful to Him by pray, fasting and many others that Allah told to us.
And the great meaning from all of these are life in this world is not eternal…I always believe to qiyamah day and life after that…I become more closer to Allah. I live my life to Allah…
Insha Allah, I’m not afraid of being suffered in this world, poor or rich for me it same. But I’m really afraid when the judgement day come. Hope Allah forgive me with all my mistake while in world.
