Teaching

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. ...

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. ...

Betrayal is an extremely bad trait, a Muslim should not possess it, for our merciful religion has encouraged us to trustworthiness, and both God and His Messenger have commanded us with it, because it is one of the foundations upon which the nation is built. If you see a people lacking trustworthiness among themselves, know that they do not apply the teachings of Islam, and they will suffer their punishment for betrayal and treachery, for treachery destroys its owner. ...

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. ...

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 once a吵ing child who was吵ing, Marak. He lived with his father and his older brother outside the city. His father was working in the candy factory and was carrying a lot of it to the house. Marak loved to eat these candies in all the times. One day, his father came to the house and he was吵ing something over his back. Marak asked him with astonishment, “What is this, O father, that you are carrying behind your back?” His father brought a large box out of the suitcase, and the box was like the candy box that he brings from the candy factory. ...

The mother ant said to her sons and daughters, “Let us go inside, O my children, for the wind is strong in the outside and the weather is severe cold. Go into the house to the ant’s house. The elder son of the ant’s colony shouted and said, “Mother, wake up, O children, until you are not caught by the water and get sick in the rooms with warmth.” The mother said, “My God, I have carried all the sugar that we had of foods, and we did not remain anything for us.” ...

A wonderful story about my grandfather who lived in a far village. He was a good, kind man, and although he was a poor farmer, his land had never prospered. The farmers were吵ing and complaining while he was cultivating and cultivating and his land was white and telling the foxes, “Every day you cultivate the land, it becomes white and has not produced for years on top of you that I would sell it and buy a better land.” So my grandfather would say, “This is my ancestral land, and they were cultivating it constantly thinking I am sick that I do not make an effort with my own mind.” ...

A man had two wives. One was named Zeinab, beautiful and吵ing a lot, and her husband never loved her or wanted to marry her, because every time he came to Zeinab she would be upset with his wife and beat her with a hand between them while she was sleeping at night, and in the day she would go out early with her son’s wife’s small clothes to put on him, and then take the sheep and the animals to the fields and pastures where she would find food for her son and his wife, and she would remember her husband’s good deeds and what he had done for her. He left her with love and kindness, so whenever she woke up before the sun rose, she would wake up her son’s wife, dress her with new clothes, and take a bowl of milk and foods to the fields and plains where the sun would go down. ...