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There is no comparison between the love of a mother for her child and that of Allah
It is reported by a trustworthy man of the past that as I was passing through a street he saw the door of a house open. A woman came out with a child who was crying and pleading while she was pushing him out. She left him outside the house and slammed the door on his face. The child left the door and walked a distance. Then he stopped, looked about, began to think, and not finding any other place but his own house where he could take shelter nor anyone who would care for him as his mother would, he returned to his house dejected, sad. He found the door shut. He sat at the sill, put his cheek on the threshold and slept with tear marks on his cheeks. He was in this state when the mother opened the door. When she saw him in this state, she could not control herself. She bent down, grabbed him to her bosom, began to kiss him and said, in tears, "Oh my boy! My dear child! My soul! Where were you? Didn’t I tell you not to disobey me? Do my bidding, and don’t force me to punish you, while I hate to do that." Then she carried the child back and closed the door behind her.
That is a story of a mother and a child, the story of disobedience, punishment, return, forgiveness and unbound love. But the Holy Prophet (sallallahu alaihe wasallam ) has told us that,
"Allah loves His creation more than a woman does her child."
In fact, there is no comparison between the love of a mother for her child and that of Allah whose mercy encompasses everything.
It is reported by a trustworthy man of the past that as I was passing through a street he saw the door of a house open. A woman came out with a child who was crying and pleading while she was pushing him out. She left him outside the house and slammed the door on his face. The child left the door and walked a distance. Then he stopped, looked about, began to think, and not finding any other place but his own house where he could take shelter nor anyone who would care for him as his mother would, he returned to his house dejected, sad. He found the door shut. He sat at the sill, put his cheek on the threshold and slept with tear marks on his cheeks. He was in this state when the mother opened the door. When she saw him in this state, she could not control herself. She bent down, grabbed him to her bosom, began to kiss him and said, in tears, "Oh my boy! My dear child! My soul! Where were you? Didn’t I tell you not to disobey me? Do my bidding, and don’t force me to punish you, while I hate to do that." Then she carried the child back and closed the door behind her.
That is a story of a mother and a child, the story of disobedience, punishment, return, forgiveness and unbound love. But the Holy Prophet (sallallahu alaihe wasallam ) has told us that,
"Allah loves His creation more than a woman does her child."
In fact, there is no comparison between the love of a mother for her child and that of Allah whose mercy encompasses everything.
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