❝ The Story Of A Teacup ❞
There was a couple who used to go shopping in beautiful antique stores.
They both liked antiques and pottery, especially teacups. One day in a
shop they saw a beautiful teacup.
They said, “May we see that?
We’ve never seen one quite so beautiful.” As the storekeeper handed it
to them, suddenly the teacup spoke.
“You don’t understand,” it said. “I haven’t always been a teacup. There
was a time when I was red and I was clay.” My master took me and rolled
me and patted me over and over and I yelled out, “leave me alone”, but
he only smiled, “Not yet.”
“Then I was placed on a spinning
wheel,” the teacup said, “and suddenly I was spun around and around.
Stop it! I’m getting dizzy!” I screamed. But my master only nodded and
said, ‘Not yet.”
Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such
heat. I wondered why he wanted to burn me, and I yelled and knocked at
the door. I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips
as He shook his head, “Not yet.”
Finally the door opened, he
put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. “There, that’s better,” I
said. And he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I
thought I would gag. ”Stop it, stop it!” I cried. He only nodded,”Not
yet.”
Then I knew there wasn’t any hope. I would never make it.
I was ready to give up. But the door opened and he took me out and
placed me on the shelf.
One hour later he handed me a mirror
and said, “Look at yourself.” And I did. I said,”That’s not me; that
couldn’t be me. It’s beautiful. I’m beautiful.”
Then my Master said
to me, “I know it hurts to be rolled and patted, but if I had left you
alone, you’d have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on
the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled.
I knew it
hurt and was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn’t put you
there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed
and painted you all over, but if I hadn’t done that, you never would
have hardened;you would not have had any color in your life.
You are what I had in mind when I first began with you.”
✿ Moral Of the Story ✿
Allah Subhan wa Ta'ala knows what He iss doing for all of us .He is Al-Hakeem, The all-Wise & Al- A'aleem, The all-Knowing.
He Subhan wa Ta'ala will mold us, by passing us through difficulties in
life . So that we become better human beings, better Muslims.
As Ibn al-Qayyim rahimahu Allah said,
❝When Allah tests you, it is never to destroy you. Whenever He removes
something from your possession, it is only to empty your hands for an
even better gift.❞
“You don’t understand,” it said. “I haven’t always been a teacup. There was a time when I was red and I was clay.” My master took me and rolled me and patted me over and over and I yelled out, “leave me alone”, but he only smiled, “Not yet.”
“Then I was placed on a spinning wheel,” the teacup said, “and suddenly I was spun around and around. Stop it! I’m getting dizzy!” I screamed. But my master only nodded and said, ‘Not yet.”
Then he put me in the oven. I never felt such heat. I wondered why he wanted to burn me, and I yelled and knocked at the door. I could see him through the opening and I could read his lips as He shook his head, “Not yet.”
Finally the door opened, he put me on the shelf, and I began to cool. “There, that’s better,” I said. And he brushed and painted me all over. The fumes were horrible. I thought I would gag. ”Stop it, stop it!” I cried. He only nodded,”Not yet.”
Then I knew there wasn’t any hope. I would never make it. I was ready to give up. But the door opened and he took me out and placed me on the shelf.
One hour later he handed me a mirror and said, “Look at yourself.” And I did. I said,”That’s not me; that couldn’t be me. It’s beautiful. I’m beautiful.”
Then my Master said to me, “I know it hurts to be rolled and patted, but if I had left you alone, you’d have dried up. I know it made you dizzy to spin around on the wheel, but if I had stopped, you would have crumbled.
I knew it hurt and was hot and disagreeable in the oven, but if I hadn’t put you there, you would have cracked. I know the fumes were bad when I brushed and painted you all over, but if I hadn’t done that, you never would have hardened;you would not have had any color in your life.
You are what I had in mind when I first began with you.”
✿ Moral Of the Story ✿
Allah Subhan wa Ta'ala knows what He iss doing for all of us .He is Al-Hakeem, The all-Wise & Al- A'aleem, The all-Knowing.
He Subhan wa Ta'ala will mold us, by passing us through difficulties in life . So that we become better human beings, better Muslims.
As Ibn al-Qayyim rahimahu Allah said,
❝When Allah tests you, it is never to destroy you. Whenever He removes something from your possession, it is only to empty your hands for an even better gift.❞
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