Short exciting story about a friend
here is the story
It is about yesterday wisdom I hope that you will be satisfied from my friend
Is there now such a friend?
((True story))
In one of the lectures some one send a small paper not clearly written
I read it with great difficulty ... there was written in it:
Dear Shaykh: Do you have any story about friends or brothers .. God bless you??
The wording of the question is unclear, and the hand writing is not good ...
I asked my friend: What is meant by this question?
I put it aside, after I decided not to read to the Sheik ...
then the Sheikh kept talking in the lecture, time went on ...
the Moazen called for evening prayer (Esha)
the lecture had stopped, and after the praying call the Sheikh returned to explain the lecture
It is about the Method of washing and shrouding dead in practice .....
And then we performed the evening prayer ....
During this the questions papers were given to the Sheikh
And I gave him the paper which I had decided not to give it to him
I thought that the lecture was over ....
And after the prayer the audients request from the Sheikh to answer the questions ....
then he returned back to talk and people were listening ....
He went answering the question the first then the second then the third ..
I was about to go out, but I stopped when I heard the Sheikh reading the question ....
I said: He will not answer the question was not clear ....
But the Sheikh kept silent for a moment and then returned Speaking:
one day the funeral Came to me of a young man has not exceeded forty years
With the young man some of his relatives, a young man in the same age drew my attention, by his sobbing,
He shared me in cleaning, while he was between weeping and sobbing and crying terribly trying to hide it
his tears were running without stop .....
I was trying to calm him and remind him how great reward for being patient ...
& his tongue doesn't stop saying we are created by God &to Him we return, there is no power no will except from God
These words were a little comfortable for me ....
His Crying made me loose my focus, I told the young man ..
God is merciful to your brother more than you, be patient
He turned to me and said: "It is not my brother
I was surprised, impossible, all this weeping and wailing this
No, he is not my brother, but more dear than my brother ...
I stayed Quiet and I started to look at him wonderingly, while he continued his talking
he is my childhood friend, classmate, sitting together in a row and the school play ground
and play together in the street, bring us together the innocence of children cheers and happiness
We grew and grew our relationship grew, we didn’t stay away but a few minutes, then
and then come back to meet, we finished high school together and then university together ....
Had joined one work place ...
We got married to two sisters, and lived in two opposite apartments ...
God gave me a son and a girl, and also him a daughter and a son ...
We had lived together joys and grief, joy become great when it brings us together
And grief ends when we meet ...
We joined the food and drink and the car ...
We go together and come together ...
and Today ... his lips stopped talking and he started crying
Oh Sheikh Is there in this world anyone like us?? .....
my tears were about to run, I remembered my brother that is far from me, no. No nobody is like you
then I kept saying subhan ALLAH, Subhan ALLAH and I cried for his condition ...
I finished washing, and then this man come to kiss him....
The scene was so touchy, he was about to get broke by crying
I thought that he will die at that moment ...
he kissed his face and head, and the body get wet by his tears
the audience held him out to pray on him the funeral
After the funeral prayer, we went to the cemetery ...
The young man was surrounded by his relatives ...
it was a Funeral carried on shoulders, a funeral-legged on the ground
And he stopped crying at the grave, he leaned on some of his relatives ..
he stopped a little then stand up asking God for the dead man ...
Everyone went away ..
I went home by great sadness that no one knows except God
that words cannot explain how much pain I was in
On the second day after Asr prayer, a funeral of a young man came, I kept looking at him
his Face was not strange, I felt that I know him, but where I have seen him before ...
I looked at the grieving father, I know this face ...
Tears stream down his cheeks, and a sad voice came out ..
O Shaykh, he was yesterday with his friend's funeral ....
O Sheikh yesterday he was holding the scissors and the shroud, turning his friend, holding his hand,
Yesterday he was crying his childhood friend, and then he started crying loudly
then, I remembered him I remembered his crying and weeping
I asked loudly: how he died? His wife offered him food, but he was not able to take it, he decided to sleep
And when Asr prayer she came to wake him up and found
then the father is silent and he wrapped the tears that was on his cheeks
God's mercy him he could not bear the shock at the death of his friend,
And kept saying: God created us and to Him we return
Be patient and seek reward, I ask God that he will be with his friend in Paradise,
when the Almighty ALLAH calls
Where are people who loved each other for my sake, today I will sit them under my shadow where no shadow today but mine
I washed him, and put shroud on him, and then we prayed the funeral...
we went by the funeral to the grace, and there was a surprise ...
We have found the grave next to his friend's is empty
I said to myself: that is impossible Since yesterday, no funeral come, this never happen before ...
We sent him down in the empty grave, and put my hand on the wall that separates them, while I am saying,
What a strange story, they met in life, young and old
and their close graves let them meet while they are dead ...
I came out of the grave and stood to ask GOD for them:
Oh God, forgive them, and have merci on them
Oh God, please gather them in the heaven of Bliss on couches facing one another
in a place where The Omnipotent King
And I wiped a tear, and then I gave condolence to their relatives ..
the Sheikh ended talking, as I stand stunned
And possessed surprisingly, there is no god but God, Sobhan ALLAH
And I thank God that the paper came to the sheikh, and I heard this interesting story
And that if anyone told me about it I will never believe it
And I kept asking GOD for them merci and forgiveness
this story is Mentioned by Sheikh Abbas Btawi dead washing sheikh
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Who says to himself that friend does not affect his friend is lying to himself and loosing it
If the bad friend does not affect the good friends
What about the spoiled apple whish spoil all of the fresh apple between them??
So look at yourself and choose your friends
Be a good friend and always took the initiative by making peace and be a good friend,
may you have brother that was not born from the same mother
A good friend will last, not a friend of the interest,
The real friend is the friend who has honesty in word and deed, especially in bad times not the one who acts honest and nodded his head to your words
That he believe everything you say it is probably only apparent
let's keep our loyal to our friends and let's be good friends in word and deed
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let's make ourselves the finest examples of brotherhood and cooperation on GOD obedience::
My friends;;;; God please don’t deprive me of you
God please don’t punish me I
am confessing all what I did
People think I am good but I am
the most evil person if you don’t forgive me
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