
A father came home one evening.. tired, stressed - drained from spending the whole day at work, he opened the door of his house to be welcomed by his son..
"Father! how much do you get per hour?" his son asked.
The father could feel his face grow hot.."I get $20 an hour but its none of your business! Why are you asking me this??" Annoyed and irritated by his son, he could feel his temper rising..
"Owh.." the boy's face fell.. "Father, can I ask you for $10 then?Please?"
"WHAT??you actually WANT money?? thats why you're asking? I work all day and now you ask me for money to buy some silly toy and such??? GO UP TO YOUR ROOM!" he roared.
As night dwelled, guilt started to creep in the conscience of the father.. "Maybe i was too harsh to my boy" he whispered to himself..
So he slowly stood and walked to his son's room..
"Are you asleep?"
"No..Not yet dad.."
The father sat on his bed and sad, "Im sorry..Ive been having a bad week at work and I vent out my frustration to you..Here's the $10 you asked for..Tell me, why do you want this money?"
Elated, the son took the $10 note with his right hand and lifted his pillow with his left.. There were crumpled notes under the pillow..
As his son counted the notes, he started to feel his temper rising again, "you already have money!!!! why did you ask for more?? why are you being soo selfish??"
"Dad.. I havent eaten with you for ages..I havent been able to even see you much at home.. I thought if I had $20, then I can buy 1 hour of your time so that we can have dinner together.."
That was enough to bring the father's eyes to tears.
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(gamba hiasan)~
$20 an hour is already sufficient to make us soo engrossed with work. Enough to ooze out all the dedication and determination as well as persistence that we have within ourselves..
each second, Allah pays us with the beat of the heart, sight, hearing and the list is endless..
if Allah takes back the nikmat of breathing for merely 2 minutes, at that point, we would be willing to give all ALL that we have, ALL that we have accumulated to get our breath back..
but yet we become so kedekut to spend time with Allah-berkira sgt..where's that determination? wheres that dedication? - when He pays us more than all the billionaires in the world put together..
Let us return to Allah SWT.. make dua, make taubat...
..dan kami meminta kecintaan kepadaMu, cinta kepada yg Kau cintai, dan cinta
kepada amal-amal yg mendekati kami kepada kecintaan kepadaMu...

Subhanallah...Exalted are You, my Allah..
Ya Allah forgive us..and grant us all hidayah from You.
ya Allah make us not among the mujrim which you have described DESIRING to ransom himself by, (70:11-15) his children, his wife and his brother.. his kindred who sheltered him AND ALL that are in the earth, so that it may save him!
mashaAllah.. the desperation exuded from the verse.. Alhamdulillah you are giving us the opportunity to still make taubat and seek for Your Pleasure..
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