The memories of hajj and Eid
Time: Ancient deep in the past.
Place: Mecca, when it was a desert with valets without water, is not built by a human being, but is occasionally surrounded by groups of shepherds, who land at the ruins of Holy shrine)Kabah , seeking comfort and blessing, and then they will soon pull the travellers and beat them in the desert in search of rain points and rain houses.
In that abandoned spot, and in that time beyond history, Abraham came seeking from the north and behind him a Hajar carrying her son Ismail in her lap.
Abraham came out of the land of Canaan, striking on the way south to Al-Haram country and behind him the mother Hajar was shaken in the wake of her breath, going away from thinking about what he was and that little baby who lives to her lap and forgets her all the world.
At the ruins of( Holy shrine) Kabah, Ibrahim landed a trip and was prepared to return from where he came from, leaving Hajar and her son, with a pod in which they passed and water.
He replied: Yes.
She said: Allah will not waste us. she has not increased.
Ibrahim walked away, even if he reached the fold of the valley, he raised his head to the sky and said in a squeal and jubilation: "Our Lord, I have lived from my descendants in an uncultivated valley near your sacred house , our lord that they my establish prayer . So make hearts among the people incline toward them and provide for them from the fruits that they might be grateful'. [Ibrahim: 37].
Running out of food:
Hajar continued to follow him with her eyes until the turn of the valley, and she accepted her newborn from which she drew the human in her monster and strength on the possibility of her ordeal, and then soon ran out of the little increase left to her by her master Ibrahim - peace be upon him - and ran out of water, and her breast was reduced no longer by a drop.
She seemed to be looking here and there for something to hold life on her child, so she hit around the ruins without being guided to anything.
She sought mount Safa and went to the top to oversee the valley, perhaps hinting from afar at the impact of life.
She landed from safa and sought to run to Al-Marwa, so she went up and stared around her, and perhaps someone else would hit the desert.
No trace and no one. She returned the ball, and continued to seek a run between Safa and Marwa twice, three and seven times, until her strength weakened and despaired, and she walked alongside her child, but she could not bear to see him gasping thirst. Life is leaking from his gentle being, and she covered her face with her own fingers and said, "I don't see the death of the boy and then I give up on Allah justice.
The sky opened to the sight of the mother as she suffered from the worries of her motherhood and the mercy of Allah manifested itself, and the spring of Zamzam exploded from under the feet of the blessed newborn, and the mother ran to the spring and tumbling her newborn, and the spirit returned to the child and his mother, and brought life in the valley of the apocalyptic. Allah responded to the prayers of Abraham , peace be upon him, from that deep era, entered the migration of our religious history, and her quest was to run between safa and marwa a ritual of the pilgrimage of Arabs in jahiliya and Muslims in Islam.
He said: "The safa and the Marwa are among the symbols of Allah, so whoever makes Hajj to the house or performs Umrah , there's no blame upon him for walking between them and whoever volunteers good then indeed , Allah is appreciative and Knowing ." [A;-Baqra: 158].
The dhows, the matches and the mother Hajar spend the fullness of life, and the more the year of the moon and the people of our greatest feast, thousands of pilgrims between Safa and Marwa sought seven runs, as Hajar sought before history!!.
Dr. Aisha Abdul Rahman, "the daughter of the beach" says" In a particular place between Safa and Marwa and the movement itself: a seven-run run between them," On his time, which does not lag behind, from the year of the moon over the years from ancient and distant and forever, that is our feast of motherhood, a ritual of Allah.
I say: The past nations knew the holidays( Eid) for their love, toys, drink, trab, and fuss, and some ancient religions even took their religious holidays from reckless pornography and blatant moral chaos.
Islam comes with its fair balances and its precise standards, and the idea of holidays sheds a new light away from the dissolution and debauchery of materialism..
This is the idea of holidays( Eid) in Islam, the first character, says Professor Mohamed Draz of our Islamic holidays (Eid) is Spiritual trait.
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