Why make it a big deal? (For those who make it a big deal.)

Assalamualaikum, Peace be upon you...

Three days ago me and my brother were watching TV. I don't remember what it was about, but suddenly out of the blue my brother said that the phrase "god bless you" can only be used by Christians 'cos it's a Christian phrase. He added that Muslims nowadays use "god bless you" instead of "barakallah".... SO?

And then I thought that... why is it such an issue? Barakallah means god bless you and no matter how you turn it around, it'll end up the same. Why on earth would people make such a big deal out of these stuff? What if the Muslim was a native Italian speaker, or a Chinese speaker... and what if they don't know how to communicate in Arabic? What IF, they really couldn't find any words to describe their gratitude to somebody and instead of finding the right phrase to squeeze in the word "Barakallah", they end up saying god bless you. 

Okay, take this phrase as an example.

A Christian: I thank god for this sunny day.

A Muslim: I thank god for this sunny day.

Now, the Christian meant his god. Which god, I don't know 'cos they have three gods for all I care. And the Muslim meant his god, Allah.

BUT!

Doesn't it show how the two meant differently? Would you say that the Muslim was thanking the Christian's god, instead of thanking Allah, JUST BECAUSE he didn't say Allah? 

You might want to sit on that far corner of your room and think about it again. My last words:

DON'T JUST STATE SOMETHING WITHOUT KNOWING THE TRUE MEANING OF IT

 

The Moral of The Story?

Assalamualaikum,

Peace be upon you...

Um... haven't been online for a while, 7 days to be exact. Why? This is the reason...

6/3

Exactly at 4.00 pm me and Aalia heard an explosion at our side porch. Suddenly, we heard Haris cried , no, screamed out very loud. He rushed inside the house with blisters on his left arm and left side of his face, screaming of horror by the sight of the awful burn. Then Kak Ina drove him to the clinic, assuming that there was no need for him to be hospitalized. What do you think?

Then the doctor recommended for haris to be hospitalized, but still, he wasn't. Why? I don't know... So we let him sleep without bandages and badly wound throughout the night. What did we do to his arm and face? We merely rubbed an ointment, and that was all. We let him sleep him through the night without telling our parents.

7/3

His face and arm started to swell, he couldn't even open his eyes. He whined, saying that it was painful.

Then night came, mak and abah just came back from KL, they just finished a program there. Mak was looking forward to hug haris and see his face, unaware that his face was already swelling and his arm badly wounded. When our parents saw him, mak and abah cried. They rushed him to the hospital while we waited for them to call, to yell at us and blame us for what happened.

8/3

Aalia went to school for her mid semester exam, and I was waiting for news at home. My eyes were swollen from all the crying, thinking about haris. How was he, where was he, was he mad at us for not taking care of him? Was mak and abah mad at us? I cried while waiting for abah to call. Then early in the morning, abah called, telling me to get ready. That we were going to the hospital.

All the way to the hospital, it was only me and abah. Silence slowly ate me when suddenly abah told me, "We can already face the music. There must be some hikmah if Allah wanted all this to happen. So just pray and don't blame yourselves. You just need to explain to us what happened while we were gone."

Silently, I cried again, for my parents were very forgiving, and that they were not mad at us. But day and night I kept crying, wishing that this wouldn't have happened if we were looking after his every step, where he'd gone that day. I blamed myself, because haris wouldn't have burn himself if I didn't set the fire.

But then just yesterday, as I saw him getting better, I realized that I couldn't blame myself. Because what abah and Ustazah Tini said was right. That all of this has a hikmah. And I just realized that, and that I couldn't help but smile as I see haris. I know that after this, despite the accident, he would grow up to be a strong man, mentally and physically. I can already see it by the way he endured the pain when his wounds were mended by the nurses, the way he pushed aside the pain and managed to make friends despite his bandaged arm.

He was strong, and I know he will be a benefit to mankind. And I pray that he'll stay that way. Amin.

{ Let's love Allah's Creation :) } Mari Cintai Makhluk2 Allah

Okay, we all know that we're not the only creatures living in this world. There are other living creatures like the animals and plants. Well, no aliens here, maybe. Anyways, let us take some time to marvel Allah's creations.

Abortion: Option or Not?

Assalamualaikum, peace be upon you.

Month one

Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Everytime I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favourite lullaby

Month two

Today I learned how to suck my thumb
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though
it's so nice and warm in here

Month Three

You know what mommy?
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too.
And I cry with you even though
you can't hear me

Month Four

Mommy
My hair is starting to grow
It's very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I'm becoming quite good at it too.


Month Five

You went to the doctor today
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.

Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six

I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy, what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy, HELP me!

Month Seven

Mommy,
I'm okay.
I'm in an angel's arms
It's holding me.
It told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me, mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just ...

One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, please re-post this and if you almost cried, bertaubatlah...