This is the Day of Reckoning!

YAA RABB………

A Delay in Prayer

There was only 15 minutes left before Salat-ul Isha.

He quickly made Wudhu and performed Salat-ul Maghrib.

While making Tasbih, he again remembered his grandmother and was embarrassed by how he had prayed.His grandmother prayed with such tranquillity and peace.

He began making Dua and went down to make Sajdah and stayed like that for a while.

He had been at work all day and was tired, so tired.
He awoke abruptly to the sound of noise and shouting.
He was sweating profusely.
He looked around.
It was very crowded.

Every direction he looked in was filled with people.
Some stood frozen looking around, some were running left and right and some were on their knees with their heads in their hands just waiting.
Pure fear and apprehension filled him as he realized where he was.
His heart was about to burst.

It was the Day of Judgment!

When he was alive, he had heard many things about the questioning on the Day of Judgment, but that seemed so long ago.

Could this be something his mind made up?

No, the wait and the fear were so great that he could not have imagined this.

The interrogation was still going on.
He began moving frantically from people to people to ask if his name had been called.
No one could answer him.

All of a sudden his name was called and the crowd split into two and made a passageway for him.
Two angels grabbed his arms and led him forward.
He walked with unknowing eyes through the crowd.
The angels brought him to the centre and left him there.
With his head down his whole life was passing in front of his
eyes like a movie.

He opened his eyes but saw only another world.

People were helping others.
He saw his father running from one lecture to the other, spending his
wealth in the way of Islam.
His mother invited guests to their house and one table was being set
while the other was being cleared.

He pleaded his case, I too was always on this path.
I helped others and spread the word of Allah.
I performed my Salah. I fasted in the month of Ramadhan.
Whatever Allah ordered us to do, I did.
Whatever he ordered us not to do, I did not.’
He began to cry and thought about how much he loved Allah.
He knew whatever he had done in life would be less than what Allah deserved and his only protector was Allah.

He was sweating like never before and was shaking all over.
His eyes were fixed on the scale, waiting for the final decision.

At last, the decision was made.

The two angels with sheets of paper in their hands turned to the crowd.
His legs felt like they were going to collapse.
He closed his eyes as they began to read the names of those people who were to enter Jahannam.

His name was read first.

He fell on his knees and yelled that this couldn’t be, ‘How could I go to Jahannam?

I served others all my life, I spread the word of Allah to others’.
His eyes had become blurry and he was shaking with sweat.

The two angels took him by the arms.

As his feet dragged, they went through the crowd and advanced toward the blazing flames of Jahannam.
He was yelling and wondered if there was any person who was going to help him.
He was yelling of all the good deeds he had done, how he had helped his father, his fasts, prayers, the Noble Qur’an that he read, he was asking if none of them would help him.

The Jahannam angels continued to drag him.
They had gotten closer to the Hellfire. He looked back and these were his last pleas.

Had not Rasulullah [salallaahu alaihi wasallam] said,
‘How clean would a person be who bathes in a river five times a day, so too does the Salah performed five times cleanse someone of their sins’

He began yelling, ‘My prayers? My prayers? My prayers.?’

The two angels did not stop, and they came to the edge of the abyss of Jahannam.
The flames of the fire were burning his face. He looked back one last time, but his eyes were dry of hope and he had nothing left in him.

One of the angels pushed him in. He found himself in the air and falling towards the flames.

He had just fallen five or six feet when a hand grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back.

He lifted his head and saw an old man with a long white beard.
He wiped some dust off himself and asked him, ‘Who are you?’

The old man replied, ‘I am your prayers’.

‘Why are you so late? I was almost in the Fire! You rescued me at the last minute before I fell in’.

The old man smiled and shook his head,
‘You always performed me at the last minute, did you forget?’ (And what of those who perform no prayers at all?)

At that instant, he blinked and lifted his head from Sajdah. He was in a sweat.
He listened to the voices coming from outside. He heard the Adhan for Salat-ul Isha and got up quickly and went to perform Wudhu.

Hope it helps open our eyes InshaAllah.

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ATTENTION: This is only an imaginary fiction. THE TERROR OF JUDGEMENT DAY IS IN NO WAY COMPARABLE TO THIS!

Conversation between an Idolator and a Muslim

A Conversation between an idolator and a Muslim

Muslim: Hey, how are you? Can I ask you something? What would you say to me, if I broke off a massive piece of rock from a mountain and started worshiping it?

Idolator: Hey, that would be a bit strange

Idolator: I mean why would you worship that?

Muslim: what if I carved an image into the rock, then worshiped it? Would that be better?

Idolator: Maybe…that at least would make more sense I guess

Muslim: But wouldn’t the rock still be….a rock?

Idolator: I don’t think so…now it has a meaning

Muslim: So it’s not a rock anymore?

Idolator: it’s still a rock but now that u have carved something on it u forge the rock and see what’s carved in it

Muslim: Does you think my carved rock could answer my prayers? Or perhaps it’s better to worship the One who created the rock?

Idolator: Hmm…

Muslim: Just something to think about……

Idolator: …Now answering your question, if you are praying to your carved rock and the prayers seem to be working then continue or else just worship the one who creates the rock

Muslim: Hmm…But is the rock really answering the prayers? Or the One who created it, answering the prayers? I mean, if you were to take the rock away, the prayers would still get answered, right?

Idolator: Hmm…True

Idolator: Good question

Muslim: In fact, if this rock had any powers, why couldn’t it carve itself?

Idolator: No idea man !

Idolator: (Confused)

Idolator: You might just worship the One who Created everything

Muslim: So my final question to you is: how come Hindus worship carved rocks? Why not worship the One who created you and the rock!

Idolator: The carved rock is god rite? The one who created the rock is also god rite?

Idolator: So we are worshiping to god

Muslim: How can the rock be God? Because remember, we carved the rock…does that mean we carved God? Isn’t God the Creator not the Created?

Idolator: Hmm…True

Muslim: just something to think about…

Idolator: I guess that means that we carved god on something that he created…ahh this is confusing

Muslim: Ask yourself this, if this craved idol fell on the floor, could it pick itself up? If not, how can it help me if it cant even help itself?

Idolator: No it wouldn’t, its not magic Smile

Muslim: Yeh Smile

Idolator: Hmm…

Muslim: So why do you worship these images? Why not worship the One True God?

Idolator: And who is the true god?

Muslim: Muslims believe in one, unique, incomparable God, Who has no son or partner, and that none has the right to be worshiped but Him alone. He is the true God, and every other deity is false. He has the most magnificent names and sublime perfect attributes. No one shares His divinity, nor His attributes.

In the Quran, God describes Himself: “Say, “He is God, the One. God, to Whom the creatures turn for their needs. He begets not, nor was He begotten, and there is none like Him.” [The Noble Qur’an, 112:1-4]

No one has the right to be invoked, supplicated, prayed to, or shown any act of worship, but God alone.

Islam also rejects the attribution of any human form to God. All of these are considered blasphemous.

God is the Exalted. He is far removed from every imperfection. He never becomes weary. He does not become drowsy nor does he sleep.

The Arabic word Allah means God (the one and only true God who created the whole universe). This word Allah is a name for God, which is used by Arabic speakers, both Arab Muslims and Arab Christians. This word cannot be used to designate anything other than the one true God.

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