Some time ago there was a young boy by the name of Amsa. Amsa lived in a
little house with his mother Mariah and little brother Joshua. Amsa
worked hard everyday, listened to his mother, and often from time to
time he would go to the little mosques in town. The other boys in town
would often make fun of Amsa because instead of playing tag and throwing
rocks in the pond he would have much rather want to peer into the door
of the mosque where he would silently study and observe the men as they
prayed on there little carpets 5 times a day. This fascinated Amsa a lot
he wanted to pray just like the men he observed, but he knew that his
friends and family would object. So one day Amsa just stopped sneaking
to the door of the mosque and started throwing rocks in the pond like
the other boys did. Years passed and Amsa had a family and became a good
Muslim man but he never told his family that he had became Muslim in
fear of what they would say. But one day he went to visit his mother and
little brother and he noticed that Joshua wasn't playing with the other
boys instead he would go to the mosque and peek into the door just as
Amsa had did as a child. Seeing this amazed Amsa so much that he had
cried out to Allah in happiness. Amsa immediately took Joshua by the
hand and Joshua could see the visible tears in Amsa's eyes. Amsa told
Joshua all about Islam in that day and Joshua immediately joined Islam
the same day.
Allah has done something so wonderful for Amsa Allah gave Amsa the gift of teaching Islam to his little brother.
- by Aminah.
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