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Ahad! September 17, 2006

Posted by Muhajirah in History, Islam, Sahabah.
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Asalaamu Alaikum

Insha’Allah you are in the best of health and imaan

I wanna share with you a story and a poem that I am sure you have read (probably a million times over) but Subhan’Allah it’s so beautiful. You read about the stories of the Sahabah (ra) and you feel utter shame. The Ummah today compared to the Ummah of the past… they were everything and us? We are absolutely no-bodies.

May Allah raise the status of this Ummah, may He unite us under the banner of tawheed and grant us victory over the kuffar.

 

Bilal, the slave of Omaiyah bin Khalaf, was severely beaten by his master when the latter came to know of his conversion to Islam. Sometimes a rope was put around his neck and street boys were made to drag him through the streets and even across the hillocks of Makkah. At times he was subjected to prolonged deprivation of food and drink; at others he was bound up, made to lie down on the burning sand and under the crushing burden of heavy stones. Similar other measures were resorted to in order to force him to recant. All this proved in vain. He persisted in his belief in the Oneness of Allâh. Through the pain and torture, when he was beaten and hurt… one word did not leave his tongue, it was “أحد,أحد“. [ahad, ahad – meaning He is One, He is One]. On one such occasion, Abu Bakr was passing by; moved by pity, he purchased and emancipated him from slavery. Later when asked about how he endured the pain, Bilal replied, I mixed the sweetness of faith with the bitterness of torture, and the sweetness of faith erased all the bitterness of torture. May Allah make us amongst those who meet Bilal and his likes in the Jannah. Ameen.

AHAD!

Why shed these tears of sorrow?

Why shed these tears of grief?

Ya nafsy how soon you forget,

After trials come sweet relief

Why turn you from Ar-Rahman?

Why yearn for a listening friend?

Ya nafsy, do you not remember,

On ALLAH, you must depend?

Read you not those stories,

of the trials in days gone by,

Of the Sahabi beloved by Allah,

Who for Allah’s cause did strive?

Why loosen your hold upon him?

Why fling away, His outstretched Hand?

Ya nafsy, do you not remember,

Bilal’s sabr on the blazing sand?

“Ahad! Ahad!” He cried,

While his flesh did drip and burn.

“Ahad! Ahad!” He cried,

To Allah alone he turned.

Forget you the firmness of Hamza,

As the gleaming swords did fall?

With Sabr he turned to Allah,

as the qureish did slice and maul.

Why drown in salty teardrops?

How can you dare compare your pain?

To that of Yasir and Summayah,

As the lay tortured on the scorching plain?

Forget you the charring of Khabbab,

As on burning coals he lay?

Ya nafsy how meager your suffering,

Wherefore do you lose your way?

Why befriend you not Al-Wali?

Why not in Salat to Him complain?

Like Job who only to Allah,

Turned in all his grief and pain?

Forget you those trials in this life,

Cleanse your heart and make it clean?

Ya nafsy, why all this sadness?

Do you not wish your heart to gleam?

Be patient in all your hardships,

Allah hears your cries of woe.

So trust Him and His hikma,

For He knows best and you don’t know.

So tighten your hold upon him,

Lest He withdraw His outstretched Hand!

And remember the example of Bilal,

As he lay anchored on the blazing sand.

“Ahad! Ahad!” he cried,

While his flesh did drip and burn.

“Ahad! Ahad!” he cried,

To Allah alone he turned.

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