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SELAMAT DATANG KE JENDELA DAMAI


Feb 7, 2006
YOU ARE YOU.......


You are strong... when you take your grief and teach it to smile.

You are brave... when you overcome your fear and help others to do the same.

You are happy... when you see a thorn and accept the way it is.

You are loving... when your own pain does not blind you to the pain of others.

You are wise... when you know the limits of your wisdom.

You are true... when you admit there are times you fool yourself.

You are alive... when tomorrow's hope means more to you than yesterday's mistake.

You are growing... when you know what you are but not what you will become.

You are free... when you are in control of yourself and do not wish to control others.

You are honorable... when you find your honor is to honor others.

You are generous... when you can take as sweetly as you can give.

You are humble... when you do not know how humble you are.

You are thoughtful... when you see me just as I am and treat me just as you are.

You are merciful... when you forgive in others the faults you condemn in yourself.

You are beautiful... when you don't need a mirror to tell you.

You are rich... when you never need more than what you have.

You are you... when you are at peace with who you are not.

Why be other than yourself when you can be you with all the above qualities.... 

 


Posted at 05:03 pm by kak_lon
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WHY SCIENCE FAILS TO EXPLAIN GOD?

At an educational institution "Professing to be wise, they became fools...", so it happened one day .... one Philosophy Professor entered in classroom .... Prof. is in a mood to climb over new class ........ so he start his lecture .............

Prof: "Let me explain the problem science has with God."

The atheist professor of philosophy pauses before his new class and then asks one of his new students to stand.

Prof: "You're a Muslim, aren't you, son?"


Std: "Yes, sir."

Prof: "So you believe in God?"

Std: "Absolutely."

Prof: "Is God good?"

Std: "Sure! God's good."

Prof: "Is God all-powerful? Can God do anything?"

Std: "Yes."

The professor grins knowingly and considers for a moment.

Prof: "Here's one for you. Let's say there's a sick person over here and you can cure him. You can do it. Would you help them? ... Would you try?"

Std: "Yes sir, I would."

Prof: "So you're good...!"

Std: "I wouldn't say that."

Prof: "Why not say that? You would help a sick and maimed person if you could ... in fact most of us would if we could... God doesn't."

Std: [No answer.]

Prof: "He doesn't, does he? My brother was a Muslim who died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. How is this God good? Hmmm? Can you answer that one?"

Std: [No answer]

The elderly man is sympathetic.

Prof: "No, you can't, can you?"

Professor takes a sip of water from a glass on his desk to give the student time to relax. In philosophy, you have to go easy with the new ones.

Prof: "Let's start again, young fella." "Is God good?"

Std: "Er... Yes."

Prof: "Is Satan good?"

Std: "No."

Prof: "Where does Satan come from?" The student falters.

Std: "From... God..."

Prof: "That's right. God made Satan, didn't he?"

The elderly man runs his bony fingers through his thinning hair and turns to the smirking, student audience.

Prof: "I think we're going to have a lot of fun this semester, ladies and gentlemen."

He turns back to the Muslim.

Prof: "Tell me, son. Is there evil in this world?"

Std: "Yes, sir."

Prof: "Evil's everywhere, isn't it? Did God make everything?"

Std: "Yes."

Prof: "Who created evil?

Std: [No answer]

Prof: "Is there sickness in this world? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All the terrible things - do they exist in this world?"

The student squirms on his feet.

Std: "Yes."

Prof: "Who created them?"

Std: [No answer]

The professor suddenly shouts at his student.

Prof: "WHO CREATED THEM? TELL ME,PLEASE!"

The professor closes in for the kill and climbs into the Muslim's face.

In still small voice he says:

Prof: "God created all evil, didn't He, son?"

Std: [No answer]

The student tries to hold the steady, experienced gaze and fails. Suddenly the lecturer breaks away to pace the front of the classroom like an aging panther. The class is mesmerised.

Prof: "Tell me,"

He continues.

Prof: "How is it that this God is good if He created all evil throughout all time?"

The professor swishes his arms around to encompass the wickedness of the world.


Prof: "All the hatred, the brutality, all the pain, all the torture, all the death and ugliness and all the suffering created by this good God is all over the world, isn't it, young man?"

Std: [No answer]

 

Prof: "Don't you see it all over the place? Huh?" .... Pause ....."Don't you?"

The professor leans into the student's face again and whispers,

Prof: "Is God good?"

Std: [No answer]

Prof: "Do you believe in God, son?"

The student's voice betrays him and cracks.

Std: "Yes, professor. I do."

The old man shakes his head sadly.

Prof: "Science says you have five senses you use to identify and observe the world around you."

Prof: "You have never seen God, Have you? "

Std: "No, sir. I've never seen Him."

Prof: "Then tell us if you've ever heard your God?"

Std: "No, sir. I have not."

Prof: "Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God or smelt your God...in fact, do you have any sensory perception of your God whatsoever?"

Std: [No answer]

Prof: "Answer me, please."

Std: "No, sir, I'm afraid I haven't."

Prof: "You're AFRAID... you haven't?"

Std: "No, sir."

Prof: "Yet you still believe in him?"

Std: "...Yes..."

Prof: "That takes FAITH!"

The professor smiles sagely at the underling.

Prof: "According to the rules of empirical, testable, demonstrable
protocol, science says your God doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son? Where is your God now?"

Std: [The student doesn't answer]

Prof: "Sit down, please."

The Muslim sits...Defeated. Another Muslim raises his hand.

Std2: "Professor, may I address the class?"

The professor turns and smiles.

Prof: "Ah, another Muslim in the vanguard! Come, come, young man. Speak some proper wisdom to the gathering."

The Muslim looks around the room.

Std2: "Some interesting points you are making, sir. Now I've got a
question for you. Is there such thing as heat?"

Prof: "Yes,"... "There's heat."

Std2: "Is there such a thing as cold?"

Prof: "Yes, son, there's cold too."

Std2: "No, sir, there isn't."

The professor's grin freezes. The room suddenly goes very cold. The second Muslim continues.

Std2: "You can have lots of heat, even more heat, super-heat, mega-heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat but we don't have anything called 'Cold'. We can hit 458 degrees below zero, which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold, otherwise we would be able to go colder than 458 - - You see, sir, cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat we can measure in thermal units because heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it."

Silence. A pin drops somewhere in the classroom.

 

Std2: "Is there such a thing as darkness, professor?"

Prof: "That's a dumb question, son. What is night if it isn't darkness? What are you getting at...?"

Std2: "So you say there is such a thing as darkness?"

 

Prof: "Yes..."

Std2: "You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is not something, it is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light but if you have no light constantly you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? That's the meaning we use to define the word. In reality, Darkness isn't. If it were, you would be able to make darkness darker and give me a jar of it. Can you...give me a jar of darker darkness, professor?"

Despite himself, the professor smiles at the young effrontery before him. This will indeed be a good semester.

Prof: "Would you mind telling us what your point is, young man?"

Std2: "Yes, professor. My point is, your philosophical premise is flawed to start with and so your conclusion must be in error...."

The professor goes toxic.

Prof: "Flawed...? How dare you...!""

Std2: "Sir, may I explain what I mean?"

The class is all ears.

Prof: "Explain... oh, explain..."

The professor makes an admirable effort to regain control. Suddenly he is affability itself. He waves his hand to silence the class, for the student to continue.

Std2: "You are working on the premise of duality," the Muslim explains.

Std2: "That for example there is life and then there's death; a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science cannot even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism but has never seen, much less fully understood them. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life, merely the absence of it."

The young man holds up a newspaper he takes from the desk of a neighbour who has been reading it.

Std2: "Here is one of the most disgusting tabloids this country hosts, professor. Is there such a thing as immorality?"

Prof: "Of course there is, now look..."

Std2: "Wrong again, sir. You see, immorality is merely the absence of morality. Is there such thing as injustice? No. Injustice is the absence of justice. Is there such a thing as evil?"

The Muslim pauses.

Std2: "Isn't evil the absence of good?"

The professor's face has turned an alarming colour. He is so angry he is temporarily speechless.

The Muslim continues.

Std2: "If there is evil in the world, professor, and we all agree there is, then God, if he exists, must be accomplishing a work through the agency of evil. What is that work, God is accomplishing? Islam tells us it is to see if each one of us will, choose good over evil."


The professor bridles.

 

Prof: "As a philosophical scientist, I don't vie this matter as having anything to do with any choice; as a realist, I absolutely do not recognize the concept of God or any other theological factor as being part of the world equation because God is not observable."

Muslim replies.


Std2: "I would have thought that the absence of God's moral code in this world is probably one of the most observable phenomena going," the "Newspapers make billions of dollars reporting it every week! Tell me, professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?"

Prof: "If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, young man, yes, of course I do."

Std2: "Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?"

The professor makes a sucking sound with his teeth and gives his student a silent, stony stare.

Std2: "Professor, since no-one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you now not a scientist, but a priest?"

The professor hisses.

Prof: "I will overlook your impudence in the light of our philosophical discussion. Now, have you quite finished?"

Std2: "So you don't accept God's moral code to do what is righteous?"

Prof: "I believe in what is - that's science!"

The student's face splits into a grin.

Std2: "Ahh! SCIENCE!"

Std2: "Sir, you rightly state that science is the study of observed phenomena. Science too is a premise which is flawed..."

The professor splutters.

Prof: "SCIENCE IS FLAWED..?"

The class is in uproar. The Muslim remains standing until the commotion has subsided.

Std2: "To continue the point you were making earlier to the other student, may I give you an example of what I mean?"

The professor wisely keeps silent. The Muslim looks around the room.

Std2: "Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen air, Oxygen, molecules, atoms, the professor's brain?"

The class breaks out in laughter. The Muslim points towards his elderly, crumbling tutor.

Std2: "Is there anyone here who has ever heard the professor's brain... felt the professor's brain, touched or smelt the professor's brain?"

No one appears to have done so. The Muslim shakes his head sadly.

Std2: "It appears no-one here has had any sensory perception of the professor's brain whatsoever. Well, according to the rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science, I declare that the professor has no brain."

 

 

NOW IT IS EVERYONE'S CHANCE TO LEARN MORE ABOUT ISLAM, ABOUT GOD, ABOUT THE PURPOSE OF EXISTENCE, CREATION & LIFE, ABOUT THE PROPHETS OF GOD, & ABOUT HIS HOLY BOOKS, ESPECIALLY THE HOLY QUR'AAN. THEN IT IS YOUR CHOICE TO BECOME A MUSLIM, OR NOT.

ALLAH says in Holy Quran, "There is no compulsion in religion; truly the right way has become clearly distinct from error; And he who rejects false deities and believes in Allaah (The God) has grasped a firm handhold which will never break and Allaah is ALL-Hearing, All-Knowing (2:256)"

"Allah is the Protecting Guardian of those who believe. He brings them out of the darkness into the light; As for those who disbelieve, their guardians are false deities. They bring them out of light into darkness...(257)"
AL-QUR'AAN (CHAPTER # 2, VERSES # 256-257 (They are much nicer and more sound in Arabic)


The Muslim sits... Because that is what a chair is for!!!

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"No one can make you feel inferior without your consent." – Eleanor Roosevelt:


Al Ankabut(29):21 - "Do people think that they will be left alone upon they saying: 'We believe,' and will not be tested."

 


Posted at 12:47 pm by kak_lon
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DOA ISTERI

 

Ya Allah

Kau ampunilah dosaku yg telah kuperbuat

Kau limpahkanlah aku dengan kesabaran yg tiada terbatas

Kau berikanlah aku kekuatan mental

Kau kurniakanlah aku dengan sifat keredhaan

Kau peliharalah lidahku dari kata-kata nista

Kau kuatkanlah semangatku menempuhi segala cabaranMu

Kau berikanlah aku sifat kasih sesama insan

 

Ya Allah

Sekiranya suamiku ini adalah pilihanMu di Arash

Berilah aku kekuatan dan keyakinan untuk terus bersamanya

Sekiranya suamiku ini adalah suami yg akan membimbing tanganku di titianMu

Kurniakanlah aku sifat kasih dan redha atas segala perbuatannya

Sekiranya suamiku ini adalah bidadara untukku di JannahMu

Limpahkanlah aku dengan sifat tunduk dan tawaduk akan segala perintahnya

Sekiranya suamiku ini adalah yang terbaik untukku di duniaMu

Peliharalah tingkah lakuku serta kata-kataku dari menyakitkan perasaannya

Sekiranya suamiku ini jodoh yang dirahmati olehMu

Berilah aku kesabaran untuk menghadapi segala kerenah dan ragamnya

 

Tetapi Ya Allah

Sekiranya suamiku ini ditakdirkan bukan untuk diriku seorang

Kau tunjukkanlan aku jalan yg terbaik untuk aku harungi segala dugaanMu

Sekiranya suamiku tergoda dengan keindahan duniaMu

Limpahkanlah aku kesabaran untuk terus membimbingnya

Sekiranya suamiku tunduk terhadap nafsu yang melalaikan

Kurniakanlah aku kekuatanMu untuk aku memperbetulkan keadaannya

Sekiranya suamiku menyintai kesesatan

Kau pandulah aku untuk menarik dirinya keluar dari terus terlena

 

Ya Allah

Kau yang Maha Mengetahui apa yang terbaik untukku

Kau juga yang Maha Mengampuni segala kesilapan dan keterlanjuranku

Sekiranya aku tersilap berbuat keputusan

Bimbinglah aku ke jalan yang Engkau redhai

Sekiranya aku lalai dalam tanggungjawabku sebagai isteri

Kau hukumlah aku di dunia tetapi bukan di akhiratMu

Sekiranya aku engkar dan derhaka

Berilah aku petunjuk ke arah rahmatMu

 

Ya Allah sesungguhnya

Aku lemah tanpa petunjukMu

Aku buta tanpa bimbinganMu

Aku cacat tanpa hidayahMu

Aku hina tanpa RahmatMu

 

Ya Allah

Kuatkan hati dan semangatku

Tabahkan aku menghadapi segala cubaanMu

Jadikanlah aku isteri yang disenangi suami

Bukakanlah hatiku untuk menghayati agamaMu

Bimbinglah aku menjadi isteri solehah

 

 

Hanya padaMu Ya Allah kupohon segala harapan

Kerana aku pasrah dengan dugaanMu

Kerana aku sedar hinanya aku

Kerana aku insan lemah yg kerap keliru

Kerana aku leka dengan keindahan duniaMu

Kerana kurang kesabaranku menghadapi cabaranMu

Kerana pendek akalku mengharungi ujianMu

Ya Allah Ya Tuhanku...

Aku hanya ingin menjadi isteri yang dirahmati

Isteri yang dikasihi

Isteri yang solehah

Isteri yang sentiasa di hati

 

 

Amin Ya Rabbi Allamin..

 

 


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Dec 27, 2005
Reflections of a Mother

 

A Bowl of Noodles

That night, Sue had a quarrel with her mum and without bringing anything with her, she ran out of the house. While she was walking on the street, she discovered that she did not have any money on her, not even a cent to make a phone call. As she was walking along the street, she spotted a noodle stall, it smells so nice, how she longs for a bowl. But, she has no money.

After awhile, the owner of the noodle stall seeing Sue standing in front of his stall for quite a long time, asked: 'Hey Miss, do you want a bowl of noodles?'

'But...but...I didn't bring any money with me...' she answered shyly.

'It's alright, I'll give you a treat.' The noodle vendor said, 'Come have a seat, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles.'

Not long after, the owner served Sue with a bowl of noodles and a plate of vegetables. Sue ate a few mouthfuls and she started to tear. 'What happened, young lady?' the owner asked.

'Nothing, I'm just touched!' Sue said while drying her tears. 'Even a stranger I met on the street would offer to cook a bowl of noodles and treat me! But... my own mother, after a quarrel chased me out of the house and asked me not to go back again. You as a complete stranger could show me care and concern while my own mother...she's so cruel.' She said to the owner.

The boss after hearing what Sue had said, replied with a sigh: 'Miss, how can you think that way? Ponder over this, I just cooked a bowl of noodles for you and you are so touched. Your mother had been cooking noodles and rice for you since you are young till now, why aren't you grateful to her? And you even quarrel with her?'

Sue was stunned upon hearing that. 'Why didn't I think of that? A bowl of noodles from a stranger and I'm so grateful but yet my own mother had been cooking for me for so many years and I'm not even showing the least concern about her. And because of a trivial matter, I quarrelled with her.' She finishes her noodles swiftly and braces herself up and march towards the direction of home.

As she was walking home, she thought to herself what she wants to tell her mum right now... 'Mum, I'm sorry, I know I'm at fault, please forgive me.'

Once she reached the doorstep, she saw her tired and anxious mother, frantically searching everywhere for her. When she spotted Sue, the first sentence which came out of her mouth is: 'Sue, come into the house quickly, I've the dinner ready and it'll be cold if you don't eat it now.' Right at that moment, Sue was unable to hold back her tears anymore and started weeping in front of her mum.

At times, we may be very grateful to other people around us for a little gesture they showed us, but to our close ones, especially our parents, it's a lifetime of gratefulness we have to remember.

We should never forget what our parents had done for us but often we treat that as a natural process for them to sacrifice for us. However, parent's love and care are the most valuable gift given to us since we were born. They don't expect any repayment from us for raising us but think about it .....do we treasure the unconditional sacrifice from our parents - and so we return to them their just dues.

Reflections of a Mother

 

Allaah gave you life through me, but I cannot live it for you.  

I can teach you the Qur'aan and the Deen[1], but I cannot make you learn.

 

I can guide you in your Deen, but I cannot be there to lead you.

I can allow you freedom, but I cannot account for it.

 

I can take you to the masjid, but I cannot make you pray.

I can teach you right from wrong, but I cannot always decide for you.

 

I can buy you beautiful clothes, but I cannot make you beautiful inside.

I can offer you advice, but I cannot accept it for you.

 

I can give you love, lihubbillaah, but I cannot force it upon you.

I can teach you to share, but I cannot make you unselfish.

 

I can teach you respect, but I cannot force you to show honour.

I can advise you about friends, but cannot choose them for you.

 

I can advise you about sex, but I cannot keep you pure.

I can tell you the facts of life, but I can't build your reputation.

 

I can tell you about drink, but I can't say "no" for you.

I can warn you about drugs but I can't prevent you from using them.

 

I can tell you about lofty goals, but I can't achieve them for you.

I can teach you about kindness, but I can't force you to be gracious.

 

I can warn you about sins, but I cannot make you moral

I can pray for you, but I cannot make you walk in the Straight Path of Allaah.

 

I can tell you how to live, but I cannot give you eternal life.

I can love you with unconditional love all of my life..... and I will.

 


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Nov 11, 2005
selamat hari lahir


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