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Thursday 24 March 2016

FATHER, I WANTED A CAR NOT A QURAN

A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealers showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his
father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his
graduation, his father called him into his private study, told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and how much he loved him. He handed him a beautifully wrapped gift box.
Curious but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and
found a lovely, leather-bound Quran, with his name embossed in gold.
Angrily, he raised his voice to his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Quran?" He stormed out of the house, leaving the Qur'an behind. Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was very old. He thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him since that graduation day.
But before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away and willed all of his possessions to him. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things. When he arrived at his father's house, sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his father's important documents and saw the Qur'an, new just as he had left it years ago.
With tears, he opened the Qur'an and began to turn the pages. As he opened the Qur'an a car key dropped from the back of the Qur'an. It had a tag with the dealers name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired.
On the tag was the date of his graduation and the words...
PAID IN FULL.
How many times do we miss Allah's Blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?
If this touched your heart, please pass it on!

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