This is proof of love is in truth about love, which has been exemplified through the life of Allah and His Messenger. That morning, though the sky began to turn yellow on the eastern horizon, the birds flap their wings are reluctant to desert.
Messenger with voice weak giving his last sermon, "O my people, we are all in the power of God and His love. So obey and fear Him. I leave two things to you, the Qur'an and my Sunnah. He who loves my Sunnah, is to love me and someday the people who love me, will go to heaven together I am. "
Short sermon ended with a look of calm Messenger looked at his friend one by one. Abu Bakr's eyes with tears, her chest heaving Umar holding his breath and tears. Sighed Usman and Ali bowed his head deeply. "The signal has come, the time has come. Messenger will leave us all, "complained the hearts of all friends at the time.
Human beloved, almost finished performing his job in the world. The signs were the stronger, when Ali and energetic Fadhal the Prophet caught looking weak and shaky when it comes down from the pulpit. At that time, if able, all the friends who were there certainly will hold the seconds passed. The sun was so high, but the Prophet's door still closed. Was in it, the Prophet was lying low with a sweaty forehead and down the stem of a palm-sleeping mats.
Suddenly, from outside the door was a man who shouted greetings.
"May I come in?" He asked. But Fatimah did not let him enter.
"Forgive, my father had a fever," said Fatima who turned around and closed the door.
Then he returned with his father who had opened his eyes and asked Fatimah.
"Who is it, O my son?"
"I do not know my father, people just like this once I saw him," Fatimah said gently.
Then, Rasulullah looked at his daughter with a thrilling sight. It was as if a portion for his son's portion to be remembered.
"You know, he who erases the temporary pleasure, he who separates the companionship in the world. He is malakul death, "said the Prophet.
Fatimah held blow up crying.
The Angel of Death has come up. Prophet was asked why Jibril did not accompany him. Gabriel, then called by the Prophet, which previously Gabriel was ready in the sky to welcome the spirit of God and the archangel beloved world.
"Gabriel, explain what would my rights before Allah Ta’ala?" Asked Rasululllah with a very weak voice.
"The doors of heaven have been opened, the angels have been waiting for your soul. All of heaven wide open waiting for your coming, "said Gabriel.
But, all of Gabriel's explanation does not make a messenger of relief, his eyes still full of anxiety and a question mark.
"You are not happy to hear this news," said Jibril.
"Tell me about the destiny of my people in the future, after the death to me?"
"Do not worry, O Messenger of Allah, I never heard Allah said to me: 'I forbid heaven for anyone, except the people of Muhammad had been in it," said Gabriel assured.
Seconds closer, Azrael's time to do the task. Slowly pull the spirit of Allah. Appear throughout the body sweat Prophet, his neck muscles tightened.
"Jibril, how pain, breathe this death." Slowly came hissing sound Rasulullah uttered a groan.
Fatima was only able to close my eyes. While Ali is sitting beside him just put his head down deeper. Gabriel turned away.
"Gross-Did you see me, until you turn your face Gabriel?" Asked the angel of Allah's revelation delivery.
"Who could, seeing death snatched away the beloved of Allah," Gabriel said as he continued to turn away.
A second later came the Prophet cried out in pain more intolerable.
"O Allah, terrible was this death, inflicting only all this death penalty to me, not to my people," said the Messenger of Allah.
Body Prophet started cold, feet and chest is not moving anymore. Her lips trembled as if to whisper something. Ali was immediately put his ear.
"Shalati bus Uushiikum, wa maa malakat aimanuku, keep praying and save weak people among you."
Outside the door there were cries shouted, hugging each other friends. Fatimah closed his hand on his face, and Ali again put his ear to the mouth of Allah which became bluish.
"Ummatii, ummatii, ummatiii?" And, noble ends of human life which gave light of glory. Now, Could we love like? Allahumma sholli 'ala Muhammad wa baarik wa salim' alaihi. How his love of Allah to us.
Send to friends the other Muslims that awareness comes to love God and Apostles. Like the Apostle of God and loves us all.
Messenger with voice weak giving his last sermon, "O my people, we are all in the power of God and His love. So obey and fear Him. I leave two things to you, the Qur'an and my Sunnah. He who loves my Sunnah, is to love me and someday the people who love me, will go to heaven together I am. "
Short sermon ended with a look of calm Messenger looked at his friend one by one. Abu Bakr's eyes with tears, her chest heaving Umar holding his breath and tears. Sighed Usman and Ali bowed his head deeply. "The signal has come, the time has come. Messenger will leave us all, "complained the hearts of all friends at the time.
Human beloved, almost finished performing his job in the world. The signs were the stronger, when Ali and energetic Fadhal the Prophet caught looking weak and shaky when it comes down from the pulpit. At that time, if able, all the friends who were there certainly will hold the seconds passed. The sun was so high, but the Prophet's door still closed. Was in it, the Prophet was lying low with a sweaty forehead and down the stem of a palm-sleeping mats.
Suddenly, from outside the door was a man who shouted greetings.
"May I come in?" He asked. But Fatimah did not let him enter.
"Forgive, my father had a fever," said Fatima who turned around and closed the door.
Then he returned with his father who had opened his eyes and asked Fatimah.
"Who is it, O my son?"
"I do not know my father, people just like this once I saw him," Fatimah said gently.
Then, Rasulullah looked at his daughter with a thrilling sight. It was as if a portion for his son's portion to be remembered.
"You know, he who erases the temporary pleasure, he who separates the companionship in the world. He is malakul death, "said the Prophet.
Fatimah held blow up crying.
The Angel of Death has come up. Prophet was asked why Jibril did not accompany him. Gabriel, then called by the Prophet, which previously Gabriel was ready in the sky to welcome the spirit of God and the archangel beloved world.
"Gabriel, explain what would my rights before Allah Ta’ala?" Asked Rasululllah with a very weak voice.
"The doors of heaven have been opened, the angels have been waiting for your soul. All of heaven wide open waiting for your coming, "said Gabriel.
But, all of Gabriel's explanation does not make a messenger of relief, his eyes still full of anxiety and a question mark.
"You are not happy to hear this news," said Jibril.
"Tell me about the destiny of my people in the future, after the death to me?"
"Do not worry, O Messenger of Allah, I never heard Allah said to me: 'I forbid heaven for anyone, except the people of Muhammad had been in it," said Gabriel assured.
Seconds closer, Azrael's time to do the task. Slowly pull the spirit of Allah. Appear throughout the body sweat Prophet, his neck muscles tightened.
"Jibril, how pain, breathe this death." Slowly came hissing sound Rasulullah uttered a groan.
Fatima was only able to close my eyes. While Ali is sitting beside him just put his head down deeper. Gabriel turned away.
"Gross-Did you see me, until you turn your face Gabriel?" Asked the angel of Allah's revelation delivery.
"Who could, seeing death snatched away the beloved of Allah," Gabriel said as he continued to turn away.
A second later came the Prophet cried out in pain more intolerable.
"O Allah, terrible was this death, inflicting only all this death penalty to me, not to my people," said the Messenger of Allah.
Body Prophet started cold, feet and chest is not moving anymore. Her lips trembled as if to whisper something. Ali was immediately put his ear.
"Shalati bus Uushiikum, wa maa malakat aimanuku, keep praying and save weak people among you."
Outside the door there were cries shouted, hugging each other friends. Fatimah closed his hand on his face, and Ali again put his ear to the mouth of Allah which became bluish.
"Ummatii, ummatii, ummatiii?" And, noble ends of human life which gave light of glory. Now, Could we love like? Allahumma sholli 'ala Muhammad wa baarik wa salim' alaihi. How his love of Allah to us.
Send to friends the other Muslims that awareness comes to love God and Apostles. Like the Apostle of God and loves us all.
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