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PostSubject: Nice story: The Difficult Test   Nice story: The Difficult Test Icon_minitimeTue Nov 11, 2008 3:52 pm

A Nice story on how we should be mindful of Allah at all times
and why we should trust him. SubhanAllah this is indeed a refreshing
reminder. I'd recommend you all to have sabr and finish it to the end,
for there is indeed a priceless lesson to be learnt.







By Dr. Abu `Abd
Ar-Razzaq


Ibn Jarir At-Tabari narrates:

I was in Makkah during the season of Hajj and I saw a man from Khurasan calling
out to the people, “Pilgrims, people of Makkah—from those who are present and
those far off—, I have lost a pouch that contains a thousand dinars. So whoever
returns the pouch will be rewarded by Allah with good and saved from the
Hellfire, and His bounty and favors will be acquired on the Day of Accounting
(Day of Judgment).”

An old man from the people of Makkah approached him and said, “Khurasani, our
city is in very tough condition, and the days of Hajj are few, and its season
is appointed, and the doors of profit-making are closed. This money might fall
into the hands of a believer who is poor and old in age. Maybe he plans to give
it back if you promise that you will give him a little bit of money that is
halal (permissible) for him to use.”

The Khurasani asked, “How much does he want?”

“He wants one-tenth of the money.”

The Khurasani replied, “No, I will not grant him the money. Instead I will take
my case to Allah and complain to Him on the day we meet Him, and Allah is
sufficient for us and the best one to trust in.”

I realized that it was the old man who was poor, and he was the one who had
taken the pouch of dinars and wished to have a little portion of it. So I
followed him until he returned to his home. My assumptions were confirmed. I
heard him calling onto his wife, “Lubabah!”

She said, “I am at your service, Abu Ghayth.”

The old man said, “I found the owner of the dinars calling for it, and he does
not intend to give any reward to the person who finds it. I said to him, ‘Give
us a hundred dinars,’ and he refused and said he would take his case to Allah .
What should I do, Lubabah? I must return it, for I fear my Lord and I fear that
my sin is multiplied.”

The wife replied, “Oh man! We have been struggling and suffering from poverty
with you for the last 50 years, and you have four daughters, two sisters, my
mother and me, and you are the ninth. Keep all the money and feed us, for we
are hungry, and clothe us, for you know better our situation. Perhaps Allah the
Almighty will make you rich afterwards and you might be able to give the money
back after you have fed your children, or Allah will pay the amount you owe on
the day when the kingdom will belong to the King (Allah).”

The old exclaimed, “Will I consume haram (unlawful) after 86 years of my life,
and burn my organs with fire after I have been patient with my poverty, and
become worthy of Allah’s anger, even though I am close to my grave? No, by
Allah, I will not do so!”

I left amazed at his condition and that of his wife. Later I heard the owner of
the pouch calling out, “People of Makkah, pilgrims, whoever of you finds a
pouch containing a thousand dinars, let him return it and he will surely find
great reward with Allah.”

The old man said, “Khurasani, I addressed you the other day and advised you
that our land is low on cultivation, so reward the person who found the pouch
so that he is not tempted to break the laws of Allah . I advised you to pay the
person who finds it a hundred dinars, but you refused. If your money falls into
the hands of a person who fears Allah the Almighty, will you give him ten
dinars at least, instead of a hundred?”

The Khurasani replied, “I will not do so, and I will complain to Allah on the
day I meet Him, and Allah is sufficient for us and the best one to trust in.”

The people dispersed and left. Later, once again, the Khurasani made the same
call.

The old man came again and said, “Khurasani, I said to you the day before
yesterday to reward the finder a hundred dinars and you refused. Then I advised
you to give him ten dinars and you refused. So will you give only one dinar so
that he can buy with half of it things he needs and with the other half sheep’s
milk so that he can give to the people and feed his children?”

The Khurasani said, “I will not do so, and I will complain to Allah on the day
I meet Him, and Allah is sufficient for us and the best one to trust in.”

The old man said angrily, “Come and take your money so that I can sleep at
night, for I have not been in a good mood ever since I found this money.”

So the old man went with the owner of the money and I followed them until the
old man entered his house, dug a hole, and pulled out the money and said, “Take
your money and ask Allah to forgive me and bless me from His bounty.”

The Khurasani took the money and intended to leave, but when he reached the
door he said, “Old man, my father died—may Allah have mercy on him—and left
behind three thousand dinars and said to me, ‘Take out a third of this money
and give it to a person from the people who is most deserving of it.’
Therefore, I tied it in a pouch so that I may spend it on someone who is worthy
of it. By Allah , I have not seen a person since I left Khurasan until now, who
is more worthy of it than you. So take it, may Allah’s blessing be upon you,
and may He reward you for the trust you kept and your patience during poverty.”


The Khurasani man left without the money.

The old man wept and prayed to Allah , “May Allah bless the owner of the money
in his grave, and may Allah bless his son.”

I left after the Khurasani but Abu Ghayth, the old man, followed me and brought
me back. He asked me to sit down and said, “I have seen you following me since
the first day; you have come to know of our situation yesterday and today. I
have heard that the Prophet said, ‘If you are gifted from the provision of
Allah, without begging or asking, then accept it and do not reject it.’ So this
is a gift from Allah to all those attending.”

The old man called his daughters, his sisters, and his wife and her mother, and
sat down and made me sit down. We were 10. He opened the bag and said, “Spread
your clothing over your laps.”

So I did, but the girls did not have proper clothing that would enable them to
do that, so they extended their hands. The old man gave out the dinars one by
one in order until he reached me and said, “Here is a dinar.” The process
continued until the bag was empty and I received a hundred dinars.

So joy filled my heart because of the provision they received, more than the
joy I had because I received a hundred dinars.

When I was leaving the old man said, “Young man, you are blessed. Keep this
money with you, for it is halal. And know that I used to wake up for Fajr
Prayer with this wet shirt. After I was done I would take it off and give it to
my daughters so that they could pray, one by one. Then I would go to work
between Zhuhr Prayer and `Asr Prayer and then I would come back at the end of
the day with what Allah has given me of dates and dry pieces of bread. Then I
would take off my clothes for my daughters and they would pray Zhuhr and `Asr,
and the same would happen for the Maghrib and `Isha’ Prayers. And we did not
ever expect to see this kind of money. So may Allah make us make good use of
them, and may Allah bless the person in his grave and multiply the reward for
him.”

So I told him goodbye and took the hundred dinars and used them to write
knowledge for two years. I used it to buy paper and pay rent, and after 16
years I returned to Makkah and inquired about the old man. I was told that he
had died a few months after the incident that occurred between us. His wife had
died, along with her mother and his two sisters. The only ones that remained
were the daughters, who, I found upon asking, were married to kings and
princes. I dropped by and they honored me as a guest and treated me kindly
until they died also. So May Allah bless them in their graves.

(And whosoever fears Allah and keeps his duty
to Him, He will make a way for him to get out (from every difficulty). And He
will provide him from (sources) he never could imagine. And whosoever puts his
trust in Allah , then He will suffice him.)
(At-Talaq 65:2-3)
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