Ucapan Doa Untuk Orang Meninggal の小説・ストーリー

Gogo Ramatu said crying the same way as Tehzeeb "Gogo Ramatu take heart,Aisha does not need your tears now but prayers. Every living soul shall taste death, whenever death arrived at your door step you shouldn't cry rather pray because you have no idea how the grave is. Please pray for her, she doesn't deserve your tears" Mrs Habiba said trying her possible best to control her own tears

They took her to the church, where they would say their last goodbye's and also bury her. The pastor began to speak "The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away" after a while of silence, he started talking again "For the Lord hath given us Claudia Arellalo as a blessing, but he said in his word, Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy cometh in the morning" again a long silence... "Let us pray" they all rose "God, we thank you for the life you gave us. It is full of work and of responsibility, of sorrow and of joy. Today we thank you for Claudia Arellalo, and we pray, that you keep her family safe and healthy"

The wind whistled through the bare trees, carrying the solemn voice of the old priest who stood at the head of the dark wooden casket. "We commend the soul of our brother, Luca, to the earth from whence he came," the priest said, his fingers tracing a small silver cross in the air. "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. May the Lord grant him the peace that eluded him in this life, and may His mercy wash away all earthly transgressions." Luca's mother let out an agonizing wail, leaning her weight against her husband's side. "Amen," the small group murmured in unison.

Afrah continued to smile as she swiped on it, but the smile immediately vanished when she saw what it said: Assalamu alaikum, please say a prayer for Maryam. She passed away earlier today. May Allah forgive her. *

I nodded to Reed’s dad to start the funeral. “Today, we mourn the loss of these three brave souls. They paid the ultimate sacrifice for the greater good and it is because of their sacrifices we are able to stand here today. Although, they will not be here in person, their spirit will live on through the fruit that will bloom. Let’s bow our heads and pray to the Moon Goddess. ‘Moon Goddess, please take care of these three young men. Bless their souls with everlasting happiness. Let us have peace with their passing and continue to thrive in their absence. They will never be forgotten.’ Thank you”

He persuaded. 🌸🌸🌸 Dua': Supplication Essencial Bology Text Book: A type of Nigerian biology text book used in most secondary schools or high schools in Nigeria. Attakbir!: Praise God. Allahu Akbar!: God is Great Alfa: Islamic Scholar Fidau prayer: A contegational or jointprayer done 40 days after the death of someone. Subhanallah : Glory be to God. 🌸🌸🌸

‎ "There is neither might nor power except with Allah." At the end of it after reciting durood e Ibrahimi and the dua for Azaan, I got up to make wudhu. While waiting for the iqamah, I raised my hand in prayer. After praising Allah and sending blessings upon Prophet Muhammed PBUH, I began with tears streaming down my eyes. Try as I much to forget, my heart still trembled with the thought of him.

From afar, the church bells tolled, mingled with the mournful chants of the deacons: "Kyrie eleison... Kyrie eleison... Lord have mercy."* The procession moved slowly onward, candles flickering in the hands of the priests, casting a faint light in the surrounding darkness. Prayers rose in Arabic and Coptic, in harmony with the mournful melodies of the chants: "Emanwelbenoti... God be with us... Isosspikhristos... Jesus Christ... Niepshwisnainan... Lord, have mercy on us." Mohammed signaled to the procession, his voice calm but commanding: "Follow the funeral."

After I'm done playing i raised my hands in dua. Ya Allah, Ya Rahman. You're the hearer and the forgiver. Ya Allah forgive our sins the intentionally and unintentionally. Increase our Iman and guide us through the good path. Ya Allah my hands are raised up in dua, ya Allah give me strength to take care of Amir. Ya Allah guide Mr Marwan through the good path. Ameen. We don't know each other that much, but i have a feeling that there must be something bothering Mr Marwan, like this is not how he is before but whatever he's going through i prayed Allah guide him to the good path.

"If one day, I pass away, I would love it if there was someone who will pray for my departed soul. As a Muslim, someone's supplication can help cleanse my sinful soul. I am just afraid. No matter how much we don't welcome it nor acknowledge it, death is inevitable for every living thing. Even goods have expiry dates. What will become of you if one day , you pass away? How can I make supplication for you? It would be so painful to not be able to meet you in Jannah. I will be lonely here and in Jannah too without my husband. How can I live without you by my side?