A Child's Angel

    • A Child's Angel

      >Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he asked
      >God:

      >
      >They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow but how am I going to
      >live there being so small and helpless?
      >
      >"Among the many angels, I will chose one for you. She will be waiting for
      >you and will take care of you."

      >
      >But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile,
      >that's enough for me to be happy.
      >
      >"Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And
      >you will feel your angel's love and be happy."
      >
      >And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I
      >don't know the language that men talk?
      >
      >"Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever
      >hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to
      >speak."
      >
      >And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?
      >
      >"Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."
      >
      >I've heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?
      >
      >"Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."
      >
      >But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.
      >
      >"Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for
      >you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you."
      >
      >At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could
      >already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly, "Oh God, if I am
      >about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name."
      >
      >"Your angel's name is of no importance, you will call your angel, Mommy."
      >
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    • ميزة الرد السريع

      i miss my mother so dangerously... but after reading your topic you made me miss her even worse..... though i spoke with her yasterday and told her that um coming back to see her again after long time soon by the end of this week.. i still feel like time is runnig too slowly

      our love to our mothers sould always come right after our love to the the most Graciouse and Mercifull Allah.

      thank you for this inspiring participation tony

    • It's a wonderful topic tony;) and nobody can deny the power of the mother with her strong love to her children however somepeople don't know the real value for the mother$$A

      And unfortunatily we have some people of this part in our society and they don't show any respect for their mothers when they become old..

      I remember when i was a child a nighbour had a weak mother and he didn't respect her .He despised her but the most dangerous of that he was beating her and sometimes let her sleep outside the house and he didn't feed her.So she went to other nighbours to ask for food until she died.However allah never forget this man and when his children grow up, they have treated him the same treatment that he used with his mother:rolleyes:

      So we should alsways love our mothers and never argue with them even if they become old:o

      see u all
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