True story of a fasting and praying boy
Shaikh Abu Abdullah Jilaa says: “One day my mother
asked my father to fetch some fish from the market. My
father left for the market and I also accompanied him. The
fish was bought and we needed a porter to carry it for us.
We engaged a boy who was standing there and who had offered
to do the job for us. He put the load on his head and
followed us. While we were on our way, we happened to
hear the Azaan. The boy abruptly spoke, ‘Allah’s summoner
has summoned me; I have to take my wudhu too. I
shall now carry the fish after salaat. If you like you may
wait, otherwise here it is.” Saying this he put the load
down and left for the musjid. My father thought when the poor boy could place his trust in Allah so much, we must
as well do so in a greater degree. He, therefore, left the fish
there and took me to the masjid. When we three returned
after saying salaat, we found the fish lying in the same
place as we had left it. The boy then carried it to our house.
My father related the strange story to my mother who insisted
that the boy should be invited to eat some fish with
us, When the invitation was extended to him, he said,
‘Excuse me I am fasting.’ My father then requested him to
have iftaar at our place. To this he said, ‘It is not possible
for me to return once I am gone. Just possibly, I may stay in
a masjid close to your place; if so, then I shall join you in
your dinner.’ Saying this he went to the musjid and returned
after Maghrib. When the dinner was over, I showed
him the room where he could rest in privacy. Now, there
lived a crippled woman in our neighborhood. We were
surprised to see her walking quite hale and hearty. When
we inquired from her how she got cured, she said, ‘I
prayed to Allah to heal me for the sake of the blessings that
your guest carries. No sooner I prayed than I was healed.’
When we went to find the boy in the room where we had
left him, the door was shut and the boy was nowhere to be
seen.”