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Reward of obedience

Author
Fajr Reminders - Mahmood Habib Masjid and Islamic Center
Published
Mon 02 Jun 2025
Episode Link
https://mhmic.org/fajrreminders/reward-of-obedience/

Auto-generated transcript:I will tell you since you are young boys, I'll tell you a story about another young boy.
And about this young boy, the story refers to these days that we are going through.
This young boy was his father. He didn't meet his father.
His father left him in a particular place just after he was born.
And after that, the father came back when he was maybe 10 years old or something like that.
And the father was in his 90s.
And the father took him for a walk.
And as they are walking, the father says to him,
I have seen in my dream that I am slaughtering you for Allah.
He said,
O daughter, do what you are commanded to do.
You will find me, if Allah wills, of those who are patient.
Allah says that Ibrahim, when Ismail was old enough to walk with him,
his father said to him,
I have seen in my dream that I am slaughtering you.
Look, what do you see?
And his son says,
O my father, do as you have been commanded.
And inshallah, you will find me among those who are patient.
Right?
So the father, he hasn't seen the father.
He hasn't seen the father for his whole life, effectively.
And the first time he sees his father, this is the conversation.
The father says,
I have seen in my dream that I am slaughtering you for the sake of Allah.
And then his father asks him a very strange question.
He says to him,
He said, you look, what do you see?
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He says, you look, what do you see?
And the answer of the boy,
the amazing thing, first of all,
if somebody asks you a question,
look, what do you see?
What is the automatic response to that?
What will you say?
So look where?
If I say look, look where?
In my pocket?
Behind me?
Outside?
The boy does not ask.
Because he knows what his father is talking about.
Imagine somebody who is raised in such a way that such a question does not confuse him,
it does not perplex him, it does not get, what's wrong with my dad?
He says, do as you have been commanded.
Do as you have been commanded.
And you will find me, insha'Allah, among the people who have sabr.
You know the name of the boy?
Yes.
Is this Ibrahim's son?
Ibrahim's son?
Yes.
What was his name?
Ismail .
Ibrahim's son, Ismail .
And that was a good recovery, insha'Allah.
The point I'm making is that, think about it from another angle.
He was a boy.
He was a boy like you.
He was a boy like you.
He was a boy like you.
What makes them special?
He was a boy like you.
He was the product of a single parent.
Today we talk about a single parent.
There was no father.
From the time he was born to the time of this conversation, there was no father involved.
Ibrahim was not there.
He was raised by his mother alone, Hajar .
Single parent.
How did she raise him in such a way that, number one, when he sees his father, he respects
his father, he has regard for his father, right?
And number two, he's already connected with Allah to such an extent that when his father
asks him this question, which, if you look at the question, it's a very strange question.
He knows what he's talking about.
And then he gives him such a beautiful answer.
He does not say, you will find me among the sabirin.
He says, inshaAllah.
He says, inshaAllah.
If Allah wills.
Because he's talking about slaughter, you can't say, well, you know, I've done this
before, I know I can bear the pain.
No.
He doesn't know.
What does it mean to be saying, I will slaughter you?
What slaughter?
He doesn't know.
He doesn't know.
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He doesn't know.
He doesn't know.
InshaAllah.
It also shows us how, both for Ibrahim and Ismail, the number one important thing, the
overwhelming thing, was the will of Allah.
Ibrahim never asked Allah , why should I slaughter my son?
What would I...
After all, you gave me a son.
After so many decades of making dua, now I had the little boy.

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