Bismillah ar-Rahman ar-Raheem
Assalammualaikum wa Rahmatullahi wa Barakatuhu
O'Allah, love our mother like how they love us! You are the Bestower of Love.
It is reported that one of the righteous people was passing through the street when he saw an open door out of which came a boy who was crying and weeping, followed by his mother who was pushing him out. She shut the door in his face and went back inside. The boy went a short distance away, and stood there thinking, but he could not find no other refuge than the house from which he had been expelled and no one else who would care for him as his mother would. Broken-hearted, he went back and found that the door is still locked. So he lay down on the doorstep and went to sleep, with the tear marks still streaking his face. A little while later, his mother came out. When she saw him in this state, she could not help herself. She embraced him, kissed him and started to weep, saying,"O' my son, where did you go? Who would care for you except me? Didn't I tell you not to disobey me and not to make me punish you?" Then she picked him up and went back inside with the boy.
The prophet s.a.w told us: "Allah is more compassionate towards His slaves than this mother towards her child."
This is a tale of love - how much Allah, Your Creator Love You.
Allahumma inni as aluka hubbaka wa hubba mayyuhibbuk, wal amalal-ladzee yuballighuni hubbaka. Allahumma aj-’al hubbaka ahabba ilayya min nafsi wa ahli wa min al-maa-il baarid (Oh Allah, I ask of Your love, and the love of that person who loves You and of those actions which attract Your love. Oh Allah, make Your love greater to me than the love of myself, my family and of cold water)
Wallahua'lam
All praise to Allah, Lord of the world
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