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Does god exist??
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01/06/2017

GOD DOES EXIST…

This is one of the best explanations of why God allows pain and suffering that I have seen:

A man went to a Barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects when they eventually touched on the subject of Allah

The Barber said: I don’t believe that God Exists.
Why do you say that? Asked the customer.
Well, you just have to go out in the street & realize that Allah doesn’t exist. Tell me if Allah Exists, would there be so many sick people?

Would there be abandoned Children? If Allah existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can’t imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things. The customer thought for a moment, but didn’t respond because he didn’t want to start an argument.

The Barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and untrimmed beard, he looked dirty and unkempt

The customer turned back and entered the barbershop again and said to the barber: You know what? Barbers do not exist. How can you say that? Asked the surprised Barber. I am here, and I am a Barber, & I just worked on you!

No! The customer exclaimed. “Barbers don’t exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beard, like that man outside.

Ah, But Barbers do exist! That’s what happens when people do not come to me.”
Exactly, affirmed the customer. “that’s the Point!

God, too, exist! That’s what happens when people do not go to HIM and don’t look to HIM for Help. That’s why there’s so much pain and suffering in the World”.

19/02/2016

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08/02/2016

LIFE IS LIKE BAKING A CAKE

A little boy is telling his Grandma how "everything" is going wrong. School, family problems, health problems, problems with friends, etc.

Meanwhile, Grandma is baking a cake. She asks her grandson if he would like a snack, which, of course, he does.

"Here, have some cooking oil."

"Yuck" says the boy.

"How about a couple raw eggs?"

"Gross, Grandma!"

"Would you like some flour then? Or maybe baking soda?"

"Grandma, those are all yucky!"

To which Grandma replies: "Yes, all those things seem bad all by themselves. But when they are put together in the right way, they make a wonderfully delicious cake!

God works the same way. Many times we wonder why he would let us go through such bad and difficult times.

But Allah knows that when He puts these things all in His order, they always work for good! We just have to trust Him and, eventually, they will all make something wonderful!"

Allah loves you very much. He sends you flowers every spring and a sunrise every morning. Whenever you want to talk, He'll listen. He can live anywhere in the universe, and He chose your heart. http://alipoor.org/cake

29/01/2016

Allah loves you



The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?"

Quickly the mother checked the back of the little foil box and then looked back into the pleading blue eyes of her little girl's upturned face. "A dollar ninety-five. That's almost $2.00. If you really want them, I'll think of some extra chores for you and in no time you can save enough money to buy them for yourself. Your birthday's only a week away and you might get another crisp dollar bill from Grandma."

As soon as Jenny got home, she emptied her penny bank and counted out 17 pennies. After dinner, she did more than her share of chores and she went to the neighbor and asked Mrs. Mc James if she could pick dandelions for ten cents. On her birthday, Grandma did give her another new dollar bill and at last she had enough money to buy the necklace. Jenny loved her pearls.

They made her feel dressed up and grown up. She wore them everywhere, Sunday school, kindergarten, even to bed.

The only time she took them off was when she went swimming or had a bubble bath. Mother said if they got wet, they might turn her neck green.

Jenny had a very loving daddy and every night when she was ready for bed, he would stop whatever he was doing and come upstairs to read her a story. One night as he finished the story, he asked Jenny, "Do you love me?"

"Oh yes, daddy. You know that I love you." "Then give me your pearls."

"Oh, daddy, not my pearls. But you can have Princess, the white horse from my collection, the one with the pink tail. Remember, daddy? The one you gave me. She's my very favorite."

"That's okay, Honey, daddy loves you. Good night." And he brushed her cheek with a kiss.

About a week later, after the story time, Jenny's daddy asked again, "Do you love me?" "Daddy, you know I love you." "Then give me your pearls."

"Oh Daddy, not my pearls. But you can have my baby doll. The brand new
one I got for my birthday. She is beautiful and you can have the yellow blanket that matches her sleeper. "That's okay. Sleep well. God bless you, little one. Daddy loves you." And as always, he brushed her cheek with a gentle kiss.

A few nights later when her daddy came in, Jenny was sitting on her bed with her legs crossed Indian-style. As he came close, he noticed her chin was trembling and one silent tear rolled down her cheek.

"What is it, Jenny? What's the matter?" Jenny didn't say anything but lifted her little hand up to her daddy. And when she opened it, there was her little pearl necklace. With a little quiver, she finally said, "Here, daddy, this is for you." With tears gathering in his own eyes, Jenny's daddy reached out with one hand to take the dime-store necklace, and with the other hand he reached into his pocket and pulled out a blue velvet case with a strand of genuine pearls and gave them to Jenny.

He had them all the time. He was just waiting for her to give up the dime-store stuff so he could give her the genuine treasure. So it is with our Allah Almighty. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful
treasures.

Isn't Allah great? Are you holding onto things that Allah wants you to let go of? Are you holding on to harmful or addictions, habits and activities that you have come so attached to that it seems impossible to let go? Sometimes it is so hard to see what is in the other hand but do believe this one thing...

Allah will never take away something without giving you something better in its place.
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The cheerful little girl with bouncy golden curls was almost five. Waiting with her mother at the checkout stand, she saw them, a circle of glistening white pearls in a pink foil box. "Oh please, Mommy. Can I have them? Please, Mommy, please?"

29/01/2016

THREE QUESTIONS

There was a young man who went overseas to study for a quite a long time. When he returned, he asked his parents to find him a religious scholar or any expert who could answer his 3 Questions. Finally, his parents were able to find a scholar.

Young Man: Who are you? Can you answer my Questions?

Scholar: I am one of God’s (SWT) slaves and I will be able to answer your Questions.

Young Man: Are you sure? A lot of Professors and experts were not able to answer my questions.

Young Man Says I have 3 Questions:

Question # 1
Does God Exist? If so, show me his shape.



Question # 2
What is Taqdeer (Fate)?



Question # 3
If satan (Devil) was created from the fire, why at the end he will be thrown to hell that is also created from fire. It certainly will not hurt him at all, since satan & the hell were created from Fire.

Did God Think of this far?

Suddenly, the Scholar slapped the young man’s face very hard. Young man (Felt Pain): why do you get angry at me?

Scholar: I am not angry. The slap is my answer to your questions.

Young Man: I really don’t understand.

Young Man: Of course, I felt pain

Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?

Young Man: Of course, I felt pain

Young Man: I cannot.

Scholar: That is my first answer. All of us feel God’s existence without being able to see His shape…Last night, did you dream that you will be slapped by me?

Young Man: No.

Scholar: Did you ever think that you will get a slap from me today?

Young Man: No.

Scholar: That is Taqdeer (fate) my second answer…my hand that I used to slap you, what is it created from?

Young Man: It is created from flesh.

Scholar: How about your face, what is it created from?

Young Man: Flesh.

Scholar: How do you feel after I slapped you?

Young Man: In pain.

Scholar: That’s it. This is my third answer, even though Satan (Devil) and also the hell were created from the fire, if Allah wants, the hell will become a very painful place for Satan

Yes, I love God, God is my fountain of Life and My Savior. God keeps me going day & night. Without God, I am no one, but with God, I can do everything. God is my strength.
May HE help U to Succeed.. Ameen

GOD DOES EXIST…

This is one of the best explanations of why God allows pain and suffering that I have seen:

A man went to a Barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects when they eventually touched on the subject of Allah

The Barber said: I don’t believe that God Exists.
Why do you say that? Asked the customer.
Well, you just have to go out in the street & realize that Allah doesn’t exist. Tell me if Allah Exists, would there be so many sick people?

Would there be abandoned Children? If Allah existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can’t imagine a loving God who would allow all of these things. The customer thought for a moment, but didn’t respond because he didn’t want to start an argument.

The Barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and untrimmed beard, he looked dirty and unkempt

The customer turned back and entered the barbershop again and said to the barber: You know what? Barbers do not exist. How can you say that? Asked the surprised Barber. I am here, and I am a Barber, & I just worked on you!

No! The customer exclaimed. “Barbers don’t exist because if they did, there would be no people with dirty long hair and untrimmed beard, like that man outside.

Ah, But Barbers do exist! That’s what happens when people do not come to me.”
Exactly, affirmed the customer. “that’s the Point!

God, too, exist! That’s what happens when people do not go to HIM and don’t look to HIM for Help. That’s why there’s so much pain and suffering in the World”.

IF YOU THINK GOD EXISTS, SEND THIS TO OTHER PEOPLE, BUT IF YOU THINK ALLAH DOES NOT EXIST, DELETE IT! BE BLESSED & BE A BLESSING UNTO OTHERS!!!
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