Once I saw a young boy walking through the jungle. It appeared as if he was uttering some words. I greeted him and he replied accordingly. I inquired, "Where are you going?" Young boy retorted, "To the house of Allah in Makkah." I further asked, "What are you reciting?" "Noble Quran" he replied. I remarked, "You are at a tender age, it is not an obligation that you are required to fulfill at this stage." Young boy said, "I have witnessed death approach people younger than me and therefore would like to prepare if death was to knock on my door." I astoundingly commented, "Your steps are small and your destination far." He responded, "My duty is to take the step and it remains the responsibility of God to take me to my destination." I continued to ask, "Where is your provision and conveyance (means of transport)." He replied, "My faith is my provision and my feet's are my conveyance." I explained, "I am asking you regarding bread and water."
Young boy replied! "Sir, if someone invited you to his house, would it be appropriate to take your own food?" I exclaimed, "No!" "Similarly, My Lord has invited His servant to His house, it is only the weakness of your faith that makes us carry provisions. Despite this, do you think God will let me go to waste?" "Never", I replied. Young boy then left. Sometime later I saw him in Makkah. Young boy approached me and inquired, "Oh Sir, are you still of weak belief?"
Moral:
Strong Faith in the Lord drives us to our real destination, Back to Godhead.
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