My father was really sick, when we discoverd the disease it already owned his body from cheek to toe.. on the bones.. very painful!
When i reverted to Islam ( 3 years ago ) my father never made fun of me, he always treated me with full respect.. Alhamdulillah..
I remember the day i was crying to my parents, that they should become muslim.. now! Before its to late Fearing Jahannam
But my dad told me that he accepted me for what I want.. but that he will stay on his religion because of his parents )
It hurt me very much but i also knew.. if my dad didn't want something, he wouldn't do it!
So i left the house..
But i never gave up..
In the nights.. when it rains.. while im fasting..
I asked Allah to guide my father, because i was so scared he would die on kufr.. while he was always such a loyal, good men/father..
One day my father was so sick he couldn't even sit down.. so he was laying on bed while i sit on the ground.. my father looked at me while i started talking about islam ( again 😂 )
Dad, listen..
I started talking about the graveyard, cremation and Munkar & Nakir..
My father this time didn't stop me..
Thats a clear sign; my father wants to hear it..
I knew i told him things he never heard of..
And that he would think about it, when im gone.. not pushing, just telling!
The next day my twin sister called me very happy: did u heard it? I said: what? And she hang up.. Strangeee
Inside i felt happy with a hopeful thought..i run to my parents house.. wallahi, i felted inside.. soooo much joy.. this couldn't be something else..
I opened the door, my mother smiled and said: go upstairs.. i Ran upstairs, straight to my beloved father.. i looked him in the eyes.. it was so peaceful..
he said: yes
I stuttered: yes.. what dad?
He said: yes.. i want to say the shahada!
This feeling... waaw i can't describe..
The next day i was @ the hospital with my father, we decided to already say the shahada, just the 2 of us for Allah.. before its to late..
It was such a special moment, we also laughed very hard because the Arabic language was very difficult for my father.. so sweet
I left some small books so he can read the basic.. i wanted to leave the room, my father calls my name & with a smile he put his indexfinger in the sky..
& he finally took off his necklace with the cross and told me to put it in the drawer...
This was really the best day of my life..
I felt like: flying!
One week later, my dad came home, we invited the imam from the local mosque.. just to make it official..
My father died 9 months after this video.. his last words were: La ilaha illa Allah..😢😭 i know my father said this with the power of Allah because my father couldn't speak anymore.. AllahuAkbar!
I want to ask everybody who reads this.. please, make du3a for my father..
May Allah grant my father the best of bests..
My beloved father! Kocham Cie
May the cancer cleanse my father completely from his sins,
may his patience be rewarded with Jannatul firdaus..
because he never complained about his pain..
Don't u ever give up on someone.. if u truly want it.. by the will of Allah everything is possible!
SubhanAllah
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