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Choose Your Words Well

A woman one day said something that hurt her best friend. She regretted it immediately, and would have done anything to have taken the words back. But they were said, impulsively, in a moment of thoughtlessness, and as close as she and her friend were, she didn’t consider the effects of her words before hand.

In her effort to undo what she had done, she went to an older, wiser woman in the village. Explaining her situation, and asked for advice. The older woman listened patiently in an effort to determine just how sincere the younger woman was, how far she was willing to go to correct the situation.

The wise women said, “There are two things needed to do to make amends. The first of the two is extremely difficult. Tonight, take your best feather pillows, and open a small hole in each one. Then, before the sun rises, you must put a single feather on the doorstep of each house in town. When you are through, come back to me. If you’ve done the first thing completely, I’ll tell you the second.”

The young woman hurried home to prepare for her chore. All night long she laboured alone in the cold. She went from doorstep to doorstep, taking care not to overlook a single house. Her fingers were frozen, the wind was so sharp it caused her eyes to water, but she ran on, through the darkened streets, thankful there was something she could do to put things back the way they once were.

Just as the sun rose, she returned to the older woman. She was exhausted, but relieved that her efforts would be rewarded. “My pillows are empty. I placed a feather on the doorstep of each home.”

Now, said the wise woman, “Go back and refill your pillows. Then everything will be as it was before.”

The young woman was stunned. “You know that’s impossible! The wind blew away each feather as fast as I placed them on the doorsteps! You didn’t say I had to get them back! If this is the second requirement, then things will never be the same.”

“That’s true”, said the older woman.

“Never forget. Each of your words is like a feather in the wind. Once spoken, no amount of effort, regardless how heartfelt or sincere, can ever return them to your mouth. Choose your words well, and guard them most of all in the presence of those you love.”

Facing Life Without Bitterness

One day a curious young woman set out to understand life. It seemed like a huge thing to comprehend, but she was determined to look at each part that came in front of her, holding and examining each piece in the same way that a geologist ponders over rocks and stones and derives great wealth from what others see as meaningless objects.

She asked a friend, “How would you describe yourself?” The previously smiling, animated face became dark and a cloud of anguish took over the once pretty features.

“I’m a person who has suffered greatly,” she murmured. Her words came out something like a moan. “Life is so unfair,” she continued, “I see myself in every person’s tear, cry, and scream for mercy.”

The young woman sat mesmerized by her friend’s words. “I’m so sorry,” she replied, with great feeling. “I always thought you were a happy person. I’m really quite amazed.”

Her friend laughed, a wild sarcastic outburst, and said, “I keep it all inside. Here!” she said as she thumped her chest. “No one understands. No one can comprehend how I feel,” she said in anguish.

“That’s true,” responded the young woman quietly, “No one can feel another’s pain.” She patted her friend lightly on her hand and got up to leave.

“Are you just going to leave me here?” her friend asked in anguish.

“I cannot help you, though I wish I could,” answered the young woman.

“But I told you how I feel because I thought you would understand,” she cried with wild bright eyes.

“I do understand, but I cannot help you my dear friend because I cannot live your life for you.”

“Can’t you speak to me then?”

“Yes, I can speak but you are the one who must act.”

“Tell me! I’ll obey! How can I get rid of these pains I feel inside?”

The young woman knew this was the first main test of her life. She drew up her courage and every scrap of wisdom she could find and looked her friend directly in the eyes. “First, my friend, I discovered that you live your life behind a façade.”

“What do you mean?”

“You show yourself to the world that you are happy and carefree, yet inside you harbor pain and hurt.”

“What should I do? Be miserable everyday?”

“No, my friend. Look at your past straight in the eyes and resolve it. Say goodbye to it, turn and move forward. Leave the past where it belongs — in the past. And don’t carry it with you to burden your present.”

“I don’t like my life!” said the frantic woman.

“That’s because you haven’t given yourself time to know yourself and where you’re heading in your life. You have chosen to define yourself by pain. You have chosen to be a victim.”

“Chosen to be a victim? I’m outraged!”

“Who hurt you?”

“I was hurt by someone I loved dearly.”

“What happened to that person?”

“That person has since suffered greatly.”

“Life catches up with many of us.”

“The pain still lies in here and I feel so angry.”

“You are choosing to be so.”

“I can’t accept your words! I wish I could be free of it.”

“Then you must do one of two things, either forgive or leave that person to Allah and pray for justice.”

“I cannot forgive.”

“It would be better and a higher level of piety.”

“I cannot.”

“Then you must leave that person to Allah and move forward.”

“What do you mean by ‘move forward’?”

“I mean live your life in the present, not in the past. No one can bring the past back to life. And do not live in dreams for the future because all we have is now. You are what you are now.”

“Surely it’s not that easy. My life is a whole bunch of twisted, turning, interwoven patterns of trouble, tests, and trials.”

“Don’t forget the love that urged you forward to take the twists and turns.”

“Yes, there was love too.”

“Everything in your life — both good and bad — combines together to make you who you are. Why do you curse the things that enable you to be you? You are the one who makes the choices that take you through the journey of life!”

“I didn’t choose to be hurt!”

“But you are choosing how you will react, and therein lies your power to change for the better or the worse.”

“How can I escape from years in one single day?”

“Every day we have a clean page. It’s up to us what we write on that page.”

“I don’t have control over everything.”

“You have control over how you act towards life’s events. Your reactions steer your life.”

“What about forgiveness?”

“Yes, forgiveness is the highest and most noble of virtues. When you are hurt by careless words, say, ‘For all the times I’ve spoken thoughtlessly, I forgive you.’ If someone oppresses you, say, ‘For all the times I’ve misused my power, I forgive you.’ If someone cheats you and betrays you, say, ‘For every time I’ve been a fool, I forgive you.’ Then the One who is the source and owner of love, forgiveness, and mercy will take you close to Him and your heart will be free.”
By Selma Cook

True worth of a person:

Hodja had gatecrashed a rich man’s party. As he was attired in a disheveled clothes, the waiters took him to the servants’ corner and served scraps reserved for servants.
The next week, the rich man held a party once again and Hodja gatecrashed the second time around, but now he was attired in his very best outfit. Mistaking him for a courtier, the waiters seated him next to the host. He was served the best mutton and chicken dishes with a couple of desserts. Hodja had just a couple of bites of bread and then began stuffing all the rich food inside his sleeves.
His host was taken aback and asked: “My good man, why are you stuffing all the food in your clothes?”
Smiling, Hodja replied: “I’m feeding this rich food to my clothes, since they deserve this more than I do. My worth was already established last week.”

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. Then the man decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily.
But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.
In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings.
What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening were God’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If God allowed us to go through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.

A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit
When the other frogs saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead
The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all their migh
The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead
Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died
The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die
He jumped even harder and finally made it out
When he got out, the other frogs said, “Did you not hear us?” The frog explained to them that he was deaf. He thought they were encouraging him the entire time
This story teaches two lessons
There is power of life and death in the tongue
An encouraging word to someone who is down can lift them up and help them make it through the day
A destructive word to someone who is down can be what it takes to kill them
So, be careful of what you say:)

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