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Our merciful religion has urged us to build compassion in our hearts, for it is the trait of good hearts that show mercy and treat others with kindness in their sadness and joy, overlooking others’ transgression against their right, and distinguished by kindness of heart and its softness. And the compassion in the heart of a Muslim drives him to do good without thinking in return for what he has done of good, and it is contrary to harshness and severity, which may ruin innocent souls without feeling sorry for them. ...

Our merciful religion has taught us that the good word is the good character of a Muslim, and it is his charity in the land, by which he attains the pleasure of the Lord of Glory, where the good word emanates from the mouth of the true Muslim to illuminate the world with its light and its good fragrance, and it is the title of the speaker and the evidence to his piety. Our noble Messenger, peace be upon him, has urged us to adhere to his morals, so we have never heard about him that he spoke badly to someone or behind his back. He was always, peace be upon him, good of tongue where good words emanate from between his lips like the perfume emanating from a flowering garden. ...

The morning sun woke up from her bed announcing the start of a new day. Umm Nidal was awake arranging the house and preparing breakfast for all her children Nidal, Aisha, and Jamal. The house was beautiful and quiet, its silence broken by the Holy Quran in the morning. Umm Nidal runs for an hour, as she approaches six thirty, she wakes her children with tenderness and softness so they can prepare themselves for school, and she begins to prepare herself to go out to work. ...

Three mothers met near the school entrance, arriving to accompany their children home after the end of the school day. On a side bench sat an old man, listening to the mothers’ conversation! The mothers boasted about their sons: One of them said: My son excels in basketball. He is active and strong. The second said: My son excels in singing, and his voice is wonderful. The third mother heard the words of the first and second mothers… and didn’t speak! ...

Having good expectations of God is a worship that many people overlook, even though our merciful religion has commanded us with it, and good expectations means that the servant is pleased with what God has divided for him of destinies, events, and gifts, even if they are against his desire or his current ambition. The servant may arrange for himself some matter, and God delays it for him until he is strongly prepared for it, or God changes it for something better than it, so He prevents from him what he desired, for God’s compensation is always good and will not come except according to the servant’s good expectations of his Lord. ...

I am Majed. I love our small house, our small house’s garden, and I love my mother very much. I love playing. I love my beautiful cat Bisseh. I love my friends, and I love my father very much. My father is a skilled engineer. He has pens, rulers, a lot of paper, and a large desk. When he holds the pen and starts drawing, I say to him: Father, come play with me! ...

Maintaining family ties is an important part of the teachings of our merciful religion, for God has commanded us with it at times, and His Messenger at other times, for that bond is what remains for a person, his humanity and his good nature that God has created him upon, but do we all realize this matter? One day, the wealthy Salam sat behind his desk, and began to calculate some money before him, then patted a bundle of money before him, and smiled with joy as he spoke to himself, and now I can begin the new deal. As soon as he finished his speech, he heard a knock on the door, so he pushed the money away, and asked his servant about the reason for his coming, so he answered him that his relative and cousin Yusuf wishes to meet him, so Salam answered him with extreme and obvious distress, let him enter. ...

There was a pirate called Abu Ein who was harsh, violent, and evil, who stole gold from ships and also ice cream from girls, and he treated his employees and workers with extreme severity, but the sailor Murtaq loved apples so he would eat them secretly behind the pirate Abu Ein’s back. One day the pirate saw him, so he ordered the men to throw him into the sea for the sharks. ...

On a beautiful sunny morning, Raneem woke up early and began getting ready for her first day of school. As her mother brushed her hair, she said, “You’ve grown up, Raneem… you are going to school now.” Raneem and School: Raneem asked, “Will you stay with me at school the whole time, Mama?” Mama replied, “I will stay with you for a little while, my love, and then I will come back to take you home.” In the kitchen, while eating her breakfast, Raneem said, “Mama, what if I help you with the housework today instead of going to school?” ...

There was a weaver living in a village. He was a simple man who wove clothes every day from morning to evening. This was his means of earning his livelihood. But his spindle had become old. One day, while spinning clothes, his spindle broke, and it’s difficult now to make a new spindle, so we need to gather wood. The weaver took his axe and headed to the forest. The weaver saw many trees, but none of their woods pleased him, so he continued walking until he reached a dense forest. There he saw the sissoo tree. ...