Kamis, 08 November 2012

A Mother's Heart ... beauty ... (Devotional Stories)

Spare us O God Mother .....

There is a story of love, one day a young man named Si Toyyib call it sleep and dreaming. In his dream, as if every one could see the shape of the heart in the chest of others, including his own. At first glance, he was greatly admired and amazed by this atmosphere. Then, Si Toyyib's gaze to his chest, he was so proud when she saw a pink heart-shaped intact and sparkling. "Be Perfect" she said, "There is unblemished and immaculate".

Then he stepped out. He began studying the hearts of those around him. There are emitted as beautiful as hers, there are injuries, there are big, some are small, and so forth. "Wow, amazing ..." he said again. The Toyyib more convinced that it was her heart the most perfect because he saw no heart more beautiful than hers.



Toyyib glued her eyes when she saw an old woman who uses a head covering. The old woman was almost invisible face. The old woman to be very large but shapeless. Toyyib any wonder why so many gaping holes in the hearts of people. He walked over to the old woman and asked her.

"Why is your heart like that? why do not form a perfect and beautiful as mine? "He said half show. The woman replied, "Maybe because you're too young and not understand the world."

The old woman continued, "Every time I love someone, I pick it and give her heart. Similarly, if I help people, there are always pieces that I shared at the heart of it. Once, when I was younger and hung out with a lot of friends, my heart was sliced
​​to pieces because they have a lot of friends I shared on. As I started to get married and have children, my heart is running low-cut slice to understand her husband and child care. "

"But there was a time where people also began to share on my heart. They also learn to slice him to close any wound in my heart until the piles, that's why my heart is several orders of magnitude greater than the heart, though not in the form again. Granted, not all of them want to do so, that is why there are very many gaping holes in the heart. Now, who's heart is more beautiful? me or you? "

  The Toyyib stunned for a long time. He began to realize that the old woman's heart is much more perfect than her. Injury, disability, and the number of patches in the hearts of women that just make it more beautiful and bigger than hers. Every hole seemed to talk about love and sincerity in life she lived. For a moment, the Toyyib started watching the old woman's face. He was surprised when the old woman turned her
own. SubhanAllah ....


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