The Most Beautiful Flower

Once long ago, there were a group of men gathered together for the

sake of Allah. These men were all knowledgeable in their own right.

One man, a scholar (as they all were), was giving a talk of

religious matter.

After the lesson, the teacher gave each man an assignment. To find

the Most Beautiful Flower they could find and bring it back for all

to see.

They all left out immediately looking for the most beautiful flower.

Oh you should have seen the flowers that were picked. Orange with

pinks, Reds and purples, beautiful colors. They all presented the

flowers as they placed them on the teacher's desk.

There was one man, a small man, who had a bit of trouble finding his

flower. He searched and searched until he found the perfect one. He

entered the room and placed his flower on the desk. The other men

gasped. They were shocked. They grumbled.

The teacher entered the room, and looked at all of the beautiful

flowers and fixed his eyes upon one in particular.

"Who brought this flowers to me? He asked with a very curious voice.

The small man replied in a very humble tone, " I am the one that

placed this flower upon your desk, my dear teacher."

The teacher then asked, " Please akhi, tell me why, why this

flower?"

The small man replied, again in a very humble tone, " I thought this

one was the most beautiful flower in the entire field."

The teacher, very curious, then asked, " Please akhi, tell us your

reasons for choosing this flower, InshaAllah."

The small man stared at his teacher, then at his fellow companions

and said,

" As I walked through the field of beautiful flowers, I could not

help see their strength, with vibrant colors. They looked like

beautiful

Muslims, praying to Allah (swt) in solah. All of these flowers

reaching up to

the heavens humbled by the power and might of Allah (swt). Solely

dependent upon Allah."

The small man paused, as if he were thinking of all the flowers he

had seen.

He continued, " I then came upon a flower, small, withered,

decaying.

I walked to it, it was no longer full of life, devoid of any

brilliant

color, no longer with strength, and no longer in its worship to

Allah (swt).

This flower to me was the most beautiful flower, because it served

Allah

(swt) to its fullest. It worshiped Allah (swt) with humility and

obedience.

This flower had completed its purpose. And Allah (swt) had taken

this

flower out of Mercy, for its obedience to him."

He once again paused. The other men were on edge.

He continued, " You see, I dared not pick a flower which was still

worshipping Allah (swt), I dared not place this flower in sadness,

as

it would no longer be able to praise Allah. I feared, that if I

picked a

flower, vibrant with color, glorifying Allah (swt), it would be as

if

I disturbed the solah of one of you. Astghfirullah (may Allah

forgive

me)

After the small man's explanation. All of the men in the room,

gathered their flowers, placed them back into the ground, and

praised Allah (swt).

Quran 3:190- "Behold! In the creation of the heavens and the earth,

and the alternation of night and day,- there are indeed Signs for

men of

understanding,-"

Quran 42:29 "And among His Signs is the creation of the heavens and

the earth, and the living creatures that He has scattered through

them:

and He has power to gather them together when He wills."

Subhanaka Allahumma wa bihamdika, ash hadu an la ilaha illah Anta,

astghfiruka wa atoobu ilaika.

Glory is to You , Oh ALLAH, and praise is to You. I bear witness

that

thereis no One worthy of Worship but You. I seek your forgiveness

and

return to you ameen