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    Re : une histoire

    C'est l'histoire d'une soeur qui fait ses courses au supermarché...

    Elle fais ses achats, pose ses produits sur le tapis de la caisse, une fois arrivée devant la caissière, qui elle etais d'origine maghrébine! Mais, elle est l'opposé de la soeur voilé, c'est a dire décolté,mini jupe... la jeune femme d'origine maghrébine commença à regarder la femme en niqab d'un regard pleins de mépris et pris les produits de la femme en niqab avec force, les jetta de l'autre coté de la machine apres les avoir passer sur la machine. La femme en niqab toujours avec aidab et calme les rangea dans les sac et paya. D'un coup la maghrébine lui crie dessus en disant "mais tu te crois ou la déjà on a assez de problème comme sa et t'en rajoute avec ton voile, si nous on est venu dans ce pays, c'est pour l'argent,dounia... Si tu veux le dine ben retourne dans ton pays tu te voilera la, ici tu nous fais pas chier avec tes histoires" et commença à insulter la femme en niqab, tout en restant calme la soeur souleva un peu son niqab pour montrer son visage à la femme. A sa grande surprise la maghrebine decouvra le visage d'une très belle femme & lui dis qu'elle est d'origine française. La française toujours souriante dit à la maghrébine en arabe littéraire:

    "antum bayahtum dinuku wanahnu Shtarayna"
    vous avez vendu votre religion, et nous l'avons racheter.
    UN GRAND MASHA ALLAH A TOUS LES CONVERTiS QU'ALLAH VOUS protege.

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    Re : une histoire

    FOR STORY true repentance


    This is an interesting story about the power of teubes, sincere repentance to Allah SWT A Moroccan girl Heuli El Leila was suffering from cancer and doctors were unable to cure. Specialists best Europe had no more hope for her recovery, even self Leila had lost all hope, but Allah, Praise be to Him, I see situation. In the following we let our own sister Leila to show for itself.


    The story of the growth of faith, demonstrated by personal words, taken from the book Those who repented to Allah, published in French while the author was Ibrahim Abdullah al Hazemi. Leila shows: First nine years have shown me that I have a very serious disease, cancer, everyone knows that the only mention of the emir is awesome. My faith in God was weak. I generally neglecting the remembrance of Allah and I thought that beauty and health will last a lifetime. I never thought it would be ill from cancer. So, when I announced that I had the disease, was so shocked by the depths of the soul. I thought to go. But where? Where can I flee from the disease which is found in me?


    I even thought about suicide! However, the more I loved my husband and my children. I do not even think about Allah's punishment if it do sin, because as I said, I've been away the remembrance of Allah. God's desire was that this disease is the cause of my instruction, guidance is also due to the many people I went to Belgium where I visited many doctors. They said my husband that I must first remove my breasts, then get to certain therapies. I knew that therapy will make me fall hair, eyebrows and eyelashes will lose, that will cause the appearance of beard on my face and nails and teeth would fall. So generally I declined this solution.


    Better to die with my breasts, teeth and all that Allah has created than without them, I told myself. I asked the doctors to give me another therapy that has the least effect and it did. I went back to Morocco. I went to therapy and did not have any effects on my body that made me very happy. I thought: perhaps doctors are wrong and maybe I did not cancer. However, after six months I began to wane, the color began to change my pain and feeling small. My doctor advised me to Morocco to return to Europe and made it. There I came to disaster in Belgium!


    The doctors told my husband that the disease has spread throughout my body, the lungs were completely infected, and that they have no solution for my case. Said: It is better to get your wife to send in your country to die there. My husband was shocked. And instead return to Morocco, went to France, thinking that there will be any solution. However, in France nothing more than what we heard in Belgium. In the end, we decided to go to the hospital and get the surgery to remove the breasts and continue with strong therapy (which my doctor described earlier). However, my husband thought something had forgotten-time weather unfortunately, in something that was very far from our minds. Allah inspired my husband to bring me into the sacred house of Allah in Makkah.


    Perhaps could come before God and ask him to help us find solutions for this problem. Paris sent saying Allahu Akbar, La ilaha illa Allah, Allah I was very happy because it was the first time I visited the house of Allah Ka'aba. I took a Koran from Paris, before I had even yourself. We left for Makkah. When I entered the house of God, the first time I saw the Kaaba I cried multi-view location in which they are forgiven Messenger of Allah, the Holy Mosque, many Muslims, honor, flair and pure mercy of my God, I cried Allah because all these I could to face, because I felt sorry for the past years without prayer and without seeking the help of Allah. I said: O Lord, the doctors were unable to heal me You cure for every disease, all doors are closed before me. Nothing is left, only to ask before thy Door, Please Lord, do not lock your doors mI. I continued to pray and pray to Allah to behave around the Kaaba.


    I asked you not to disappoint and return with empty-handed. As I said earlier, I generally leave the religion of Allah. Scholars also went there and I pray to guide me and I want some books that can easily be learning. They told me to learn everything from the Quran. Also advised me that as much as I Tedhalle with Zamzam water. (Tedhalla is drinking large amounts of water until the water does not reach the ribs). Also advised me to mention many salivate Allah and Prophet SAW lead In the sanctuary of God I felt very relaxed and comfortable. I asked my husband to allow me not to go back to the hotel and stay in Harem all the time. He allowed. In Harem near me were some sisters from Egypt and Turkey which saw me cry that much. They asked me the reason for my crying.


    I said that before coming to the house of Allah, I never thought that so many would want. Also I said that I have cancer. They were with me the whole time and did not leave me alone. Also had received permission from their husbands to stay with me in the mosque. Rarely sleep. We eat small amounts of food, but Zamzam water we drink more. As Muhammad said: The Zamzam water is what you drink, if you drink the purpose of healing, Allah will heal. If the drink because of thirst, Allah will quench the thirst etc.. And did not feel hungry. Continued to do Tawaf and read more Qur'an. Just have spent days and nights. When I came to the house of Allah was very weak, while the upper part of my body and my breasts were filled with blood and pus enjtësira. It was because the cancer had spread throughout the breast of mine. Sisters begged him to cleanse the upper body with Zamzam water, and I fear that that part of the church to touch.


    I remember the fear of disease, because then the disease will prëokuponte my mind, instead of Allah, and you remember to capitulate completely. Since then regularly wash my chest, without direct touch with cancer section. After five days, my friends insisted that I wash the whole body with Zamzam water. At first I refused. However, something that it motivated me to do. Slowly I tried to go through the parts that I have not washed the chest. Again churches fear, but again I felt the power that made me to try again. I was in confusion. After the third attempt, forced my hand to pass on the upper body, and finally, on the chest. The incredible thing happened-there was blood and pus, swelling!!!


    I could not believe in what I felt. Once touched my breasts, it was true! Yes, it was true! Trembled. It crosses my mind that the assignment of God was to do what He wills. I asked a friend of mine to touch my body with her hand or no swelling. She did so and then shouted Allah Akbar Allah Akbar! My husband ran to the hotel, I raised my shirt and thashtë: View the mercy of Allah! I told him what had happened and he could not believe it. Incessant crying. Said: Do you know that doctors are sworn to die for a period of three weeks? I answer them: fate is in the hands of Allah, Exalted be He, nobody knows what the future brings us except Him. We stayed in the holy house of God a week, thanking God for His infinite Mercy. Then we went to visit the Prophet's Mosque in Medina.


    After that, we traveled to France. There, doctors were amazed and surprised many. Are you the same person-I asked me. Proudly answer: Yes, this is my husband, we came back to Allah, and now I do not fear anyone except Allah. Destiny comes from Him. Tell me that I am a special case of. They expressed their desire to see me again. We did it again, and found nothing. Previously, barely breathing from swelling. But when I went home and asked God to heal me, the cancer disappeared completely. I searched for books biography of Muhammad, I read a lot and cry. I wept most unfortunate that I left in life. I have issued the love of Allah and the Prophet. I, slave of Allah, which is supposed to love God with all my soul, I spent my love, all these years, the vanity of this world. I wept for time spent away from Allah, my Creator, for all the time they must spend in worshiping Him, to love sincerely, expressing love for His Messenger, his following the Sunnah. We ask Allah to forgive me, burrintim and all Muslims and accept me as His sincere servants. Amin!

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    Re : une histoire

    Un professeur demanda à un groupe d’étudiants :

    - Faites-moi une liste de ce que vous considérez être les sept merveilles du monde actuel.

    Certains pensèrent à citer l'Everest, Venise, La Mecque, le château de Versailles, le Kremlin, l'île de Pâques, les gratte-ciel, la Tour Eiffel, les chutes du Niagara, la banquise, la forêt amazonienne, la conquête spatiale...

    Malgré quelques désaccords, la majorité d’entre eux firent les réponses suivantes (sans ordre particulier) :

    Les Pyramides d’Egypte

    Le Taj Mahal

    La Grande Muraille de Chine

    Rome et la basilique Saint Pierre

    La mecque

    Les chutes du Zambèze

    Les lignes de Nazca

    Alors qu'il ramassait les réponses, le professeur se rendit compte qu'une élève n'avait pas encore remis sa feuille. Il lui demanda si elle éprouvait de la difficulté à terminer sa liste. L'élève lui répondit :

    - Oui, un peu. Je n'arrive pas à me décider car il y a tellement de merveilles dans le monde.

    Le professeur lui répondit :

    - Hé bien, dis-nous ce que tu as trouvé et peut-être que nous pourrons t'aider...



    La jeune fille hésita, puis dit :

    - Je crois que les sept merveilles du monde sont :

    la vue

    l'écoute

    le toucher

    le goût

    le sourire

    les émotions

    l'amour

    La classe resta silencieuse.

    Ces choses sont tellement simples et ordinaires que nous oublions à quel point elles sont merveilleuses !

    Souvenez-vous que les choses les plus précieuses de la vie ne peuvent s'acheter.

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    À Allâh nous appartenons et vers Allâh nous retournerons
    Dernière modification par sindbad001 ; 24/09/2014 à 11h29.

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