THE TEARS OF RASULULLAH (SAW)

THE TEARS OF RASULULLAH SAW...
>Suddenly, there was a person said sala am.
>"May I come in?" he asked
>But Fatimah did not allow him enter the room.
>"I'm sorry, my father is ill," said Fatimah turned her
>body back
>and
>closed the door
>She went back to her father who had opened his eyes and
>asked
>Fatimah
>"Who was he, my daughter?"
>"I don't know, my father. It was the first time for me to
>see
>him,"
>Fatimah said gently.
>Then, Rasulullah looked at his daughter with trembled
>look, as if
>he
>wanted to reminisce about every part of her daughter's
>face.
>"Know one thing! He is who erases the temporary pleasure;
>he is
>who
>separates the companionship in the world. He is the death
>angel,"
>said
>Rasulullah.
>Fatimah bore the bomb of her cry. The death angel came
>toward
>him,
>but
>Rasulullah asked why Jibril did not come along with him.
>Then, Jibril was called. Jibril was ready in the sky to
>welcome
>the
>soul
>of Habibullah and the leader of the earth.
>"O Jibril, explain me about my rights in front of ALLAH?"
>Rasulullah
>asked with a weakest voice.
>"The doors of sky has opened, the angels are waiting for
>your
>soul."
>"All jannats open widely waiting for you," Jibril said.
>But, in fact, those all did not make Rasulullah relieve,
>his eyes
>were
>still full of worry.
>"You are not happy to hear this news?" asked Jibril.
>"Tell me about the destiny of my people in future?"
>"Don't worry, o Rasul ALLAH. I heard ALLAH told me: 'I
>make
>jannat
>haram
>for every one, except the people of Muhammad are inside
>it,"
>Jibril
>said.
>It became closer and closer, the time for Malaekat Izrail
>to do
>his
>work. Slowly, Rasulullah's soul was pulled. It was seemed
>that
>the
>body
>of Rasulullah was full of sweat; the nerves of his neck
>became
>tight.
>"Jibril, how pain this sakaratul maut is!"
>Rasulullah uttered a groan slowly. Fatimah closed her
>eyes, Ali
>sat
>beside her bow deeply and Jibril turned his face back.
>"Am I repugnant to you that you turn your face back o
>Jibril?"
>Rasulullah asked to the Deliverer of Wahyu.
>"Who is the one who could see the Habibullah in his
>sakaratul
>maut,"
>Jibril said.
>Not for a while, Rasulullah uttered a groan because of
>unbearable
>pain.
>"O ALLAH, how greatest is this sakaratul maut. Give me all
>these
>pains,
>don't to my people."
>The body of Rasulullah became cold, his feet and chest did
>not
>move
>anymore
>His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something, Ali
>took his
>ear
>close to Rasulullah.
>"Uushiikum bis shalati, wa maa malakat aimanuku - take
>care the
>shalat
>and take care the weak people among you."
>Outside the room, there were cries shouted each other,
>sahabat
>held
>each
>other. Fatimah closed her face with her hands and, again,
>Ali
>took
>his
>ear close to Rasulullah's mouth which became bluish.
>"Ummatii, ummatii, ummatii?" - "My people, my people, my
>people."
>And the life of the noble man ended.
>Could we love each other like him? Allahumma SOlli'ala
>Muhammad
>wa
>baarik wa s ali m 'alaihi. How deep is Rasulullah's love
>to us.


>Note:
Tell this to all your Muslim friends so that the awareness to love ALLAH and HIS Rasul appears as ALLAH and HIS Rasul love us - because truly the other loves, except it, is only fana thing. Amiin Don't worry if people hate you because there are many others who love and care you in the earth. But be worry if ALLAH hates you because there is no other who loves and cares you in akhirat.