ALLAHU AKBAR..

FROM MY HEART ALLAHIM.... THIS IS TO YOU ONLY TO YOU... ONLY YOU KNOW ME, ALLAHIM...ONLY YOU CAN TO HELP ME..ONLY YOU CAN TO MAKE WHAT I NEED,
TO MODIFY WHAT TO NEED... TO BE BETTER WHAT NEED... ONLY YOU CAN TO FORGIVE ME... AND TO MAKE THOSE HEART, WITHOUT LOVE TO WORK FOR THE TRUTH LOVE... AND UNDERSTAND WHAT IS THE TRUE LOVE... MY ALLAHIM.. FORGIVE ME...
I , YET, AM TO LEARNING... TO BE, GOOD MUSLIM, MY ALLAH....









NÃO USE DE ENGANAÇÃO, NÃO USE AS PESSOAS, NÃO SE PONHA ENTRE CASAIS, NÃO SEPARE FAMILIAS, NÃO FALE DA VIDA ALHEIA.
TENTE SER MELHOR A CADA DIA. TEMA ALLAH CC COM FEVOR.
TODOS NÓS SABEMOS QUE COLHEREMOS O QUE SEMEAMOS.
CUIDE DE SUA VIDA. NÃO CUIDE DA VIDA ALHEIA.
SE NÃO PUDER AJUDAR, NÃO ATRAPALHE. NÃO SE PONHA NO CAMINHO.
ALLAH CC NOS DEU UMA UNICA VIDA, CABE-A NÓS CUIDAR DELA !














Saturday, November 27, 2010

only



It was a morning of hot sun and blue sky when the humble coffin containing a body without life was lowered to the grave.
 Whom does it the question be? Almost nobody knows.
 Many people accompanying the coffin?
 No. You punish a few persons.
 Nobody cries.
 Nobody will miss her.
 Nobody to say goodbye or even soon.
 Shortly afterwards that the body vacated the simple room of the asylum, where that woman had passed good part of his life, the girl responsible for the cleaning thought in a drawer beside the bed, some annotations.
 They were annotations on the pain...
 On the pain that someone felt because of having being left .... because of his choices, because of his long-suffering life .. for causes of...
 Perhaps the suffering was much bigger, without the choices.
 Oh! If they could how it is sad feel the pain of the desertion...
 But I chose " Allah (cc)...
 With this choice, Allah (cc) ordered the biggest present what someone can have: The TRUE FAMILY...
 For short moment, I knew the " happiness ' "..
 I thank Allah (cc) every day...
 However, there is strength what we do not know..
 They exist, mouths what they speak what they do not understand...
 And I, here...
 The days go by...
They want that I smile....
they are not here... dont know nothing...
they only believe in what they think or understand
.. but not here...
but
 yes, the smile is a prayer...
 but , my Allah(cc) , how can i  being a hypocrite?
 the hypocrisy  is a sin...
 then, I pray... Allah (cc) protects my family, from
 all the hypocrites and cruelty... Bless my family
 with your protection, please...
 Help me helping them...
 The  hope feeds me, or I to food the hope, I do not know...
 But I know: Allah (cc) says inside my heart...
 However, here, the whole prejudice, for no reason of being ... I disregard..
 For whom it is, together with the family, it is easy to criticize, to speak ... to express one's opinion ... and and to maintain far...
 Nevertheless, Allah (cc) speaks in our hearts, and, the one who knows, one day, will speak in heart, of whom it does not understand ... and inshAllah, these persons, will be able to listen...
 The important thing is my family, present of Allah (cc) .. for the one who chooses Allah (cc)... I thank my Allah (cc) and pray for my family, to have the protection ... and to be able to be with his family ... to be loved, taken care, respected..

 But, now ... I here ... far...
 How it will swallow this knot that insists in being in my throat, day after day?
 All the tears what I cried were not sufficient to undo it.
 I feel what the twilight of this existence brings near...
 Sometimes, in my dreams, I see a lovely garden...
 It is a different garden, which transcends the walls and which opens in ways in flower that take another reality, where affectionate arms wait for me with love and joy...
 And in the way .. there my family is, side by side...

 In the dream I can be nearby .. as well as in my hope..
 But, when I wake up, it is my reality what I see...
 what I survive ... what I feel...
 How it will swallow this knot, which insists in being in my throat, day after day?
thankyou very much Allah(cc) my Sir... but, please, lets me to be near my family....
more one time...
And, please, give all protection to him...
and understandng enought for who say what dont know.. because they are not
You Allah(cc)
Thankyou for my life, the garden, dreams ... and family. amin




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'A'oozu Billahi Minash-shaitanir Rajeem bismillaharrahmanarrahim

'A'oozu Billahi Minash-shaitanir Rajeem bismillaharrahmanarrahim

Ayat-ul-Kursî.]—
Allah! There is no deity except He, the Ever Living, the One Who sustains and protects all that exists. Neither slumber, nor sleep overtake Him. To Him belongs whatever is in the heavens and whatever is on earth.
Who is he that can intercede with Him except with His Permission?
He knows what happens to them (His creatures) in this world, and what will happen to them in the Hereafter .
And they will never compass anything of His Knowledge except that which He wills. His throne extends over the heavens and the earth, and He feels no fatigue in guarding and preserving them. And He is the Most High, the Most Great.


Allahu laa ilaha illa huwa, Al -Haiy ul-Qaiyum La ta'khudhuhu sinatu wa la nawm lahu ma fis -samawati wa ma fil-'ard Man dhal-ladhi yashfa'u 'indahu illa bi-idhnihi Ya'lamu ma bayna aydihim wa ma khalfahum wa la yuhituna bi shai'im min 'ilmihi illa bima sha'a Wasi'a kursiyuhus-samawati wal ard wa la ya'uduhu hifdhuhuma wa Hu wal 'Aliyul-Adheem

In the name of Allah, The Most Kind, The Most Merciful.


Quran 113:0
In the name of Allah, The Most Kind, The Most Merciful.
Say, “I seek refuge in (Allah) the Lord of the Daybreak.”
“From the evil (deeds) of that (creation) which He (Allah) created.”
“And from the evil (deeds of other people) when night time comes (and I am asleep unable to protect myself).”
“And from the evil (deeds) of those (people) who blow on knots (and call on Satin .Shaitan) to help them to cause harm)."
“And from the evil (deeds) of the jealous person when they become envious (and they try to cause harm).”


Quran 114:0
In the name of Allah, The Most Kind, The Most Merciful.
Say, “I seek refuge in (Allah) the Lord of (all) humans.”
“The king of (all) humans.”
“The Allah of (all) humans.”
“From the evil of the retreating whisperer (Satin.Shaitan) who whispers evil suggestions ,( but disappears when people remember Allah).”
‘Who whispers (evil suggestions) into the hearts of humans.”
“(Promoting evil) from among (both) the jinn and humans.”

Oh our Sir, do not condemn us, we are forgotten or we make a mistake! Oh our Sir, do not impose on us load, like which you imposed on our ancestors! Oh our Sir, do not overload us with what we cannot support! Tolerate us! Forgive us! Have compassion of us! You are our Protector! Grant to us the victory on the incredulous ones!


"Laa ilaaha ill-Allaah wahdahu laa shareeka lah, lahu'l-mulk wa lahu'l-hamd wa huwa 'ala kulli shay'in qadeer (There is no god except Allaah Alone with no partner or associate; His is the Sovereignty and His is the praise, and He is Able to do all things)"
Amin amin amin



O JARDIM - THE GARDEN



O JARDIM
Ao nascer, recebemos um jardim para cuidar, já com muitas sementes, que noscabe apenas regar, cuidando com carinho de cada canteiro.No canteiro do Amor, nascem os mais belos sentimentos, como a solidariedade,o afeto, a ternura e uma linda flor vermelha, chamada de solidariedade.No canteiro da esperança, nascem os sonhos, a perseverança, os desejos daalma, que bem regados, rendem muitos frutos, chamados de "realizações".No canteiro da alegria, flores lindas que sorriem para a vida, sãoconhecidas como "motivação", "boa vontade" e "persistência", sendofundamentais para a continuidade do nosso jardim.Mais ao fundo, um canteiro impressiona pela altura das flores, é o canteiroda fé, regado com orações e atitudes regeneradoras, sobem até o céu, emuitas das flores tocam os pés dos anjos, que tudo ouvem nas nossasplantações.Muitos cuidam do canteiro com trabalho incessante, vigiando os pensamentos,regando constantemente o amor, a alegria e a esperança, sempre com desejosincero de mudar para melhor.Assim, as flores crescem sempre fortes, lindas e mesmo diante dastempestades, próprias da vida, resistem ao tempo e as dificuldades,tornando-se cada vez mais belas.Outros, se perdem em lamentações, gastando o precioso tempo em divagações.Pensam nas plantas que poderiam ter e não tem, naquelas que já tiveram eperderam, nas belas plantas do vizinho, e vão se descuidando do jardim,deixando as ervas daninhas tomarem conta dos canteiros.Assim, plantas destruidoras como o ódio, a inveja, a calúnia, a preguiça, as paixões,
o desrespeito, entre outras pragas, vão tomando o lugar das flores, e vamos nos
tornando pessoas amargas, insensíveis, amarguradas, tristes e doentes.O jardim da vida são os seus pensamentos, o regador seus sentimentos e asemente, a fé.O jardineiro é você, a terra, a própria vida, a água é Allah (swt), fonte de toda avida, que está dentro de você, e em todos os lugares em forma de energia.Seja você, o próprio jardim de Deus, cuide dos seus canteiros, regue todosos dias com amor, esperança e fé.Eu acredito em você.
Cid Pimentel
F.M.J.
adaptado por Suleyman


The GARDEN
While being born, we receive the garden you it take care, already with much seeds, which noscabe it hardly will water, taking care affectionately of each flowerbed. In the flowerbed of the Love, the most beautiful feelings plows born, like the solidarity, the affection, the gentleness and the lovely red flower called of solidarity. In the flowerbed of the hope, there joy plows born the dreams, the perseverance, the wishes daalma, what watered well, bring many results called of " realizations in.No flowerbed of the, lovely flowers that smile will be the life, sãoconhecidas like "motivation", " good will " and "persistence", sendofundamentais will be the continuity of our garden. Live you it the bottom, the flowerbed impresses will be the height of the flowers, he is the canteiroda faith, watered with prayers and regenerative attitudes, they rise up you it the sky, emuitas of the flowers they touch the feet of the angels, who completely hear in the nossasplantações. Many people take care of the flowerbed with incessant work, watching the thoughts, always watering constantly the love, the joy and the hope, with desejosincero of changing will be better. Only, the flowers always grow strongly, lovely and even before dastempestades, own of the life, stand the test of team and the difficulties, becoming live and live beautiful.
Others, they plows lost in lamentations, spending the precious team in wanderings. They think about the plants that they might have and it is not, in that what they had already eperderam, in the beautiful plants of the neighbor, and they go if neglecting the garden, letting the weeds take care of the flowerbeds. Only, destructive plants like the hatred, the envy, the slander, the laziness, the passions, the disrespect, between other nuisances, plow taking the place of the flowers, and we go in making bitter, insensible, embittered, sad and ill persons. The garden of the life they plows his thoughts, watering can his feelings and asemente, the faith. The gardener is you, the land, the life itself, the water is Allah (swt), fountain of every live, which is inside you, and at all the places in the form of energy. Be you, the God's garden itself, take care of his flowerbeds, water todosos days with love, hope and faith.
I BELIEVE IN YOU!!!

 by: Dr . Cid Pimentel F.M.J. adapted by Suleyman