Islamic Folklore The Staff of Prophet Musa AS (Moses) Bilingual Version English & Germany Legacy Edition E-Book

Jannah Firdaus Mediapro

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• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Sprache: Deutsch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

Beschreibung

Islamic Folklore The Staff of Prophet Musa AS (Moses) Bilingual Version English & Germany Legacy Edition Based From The Noble Quran and Al-Hadith.

To Prophet Musa AS (Moses) I was only a staff but to Almighty Allah SWT (God) I was something totally different. The staff of Musa, that is me……

I am the staff of Prophet Musa AS or Moses. I preceded the Prophet while walking ...I would raise high then fall down onto earth all the way along. I have no mind and I know nothing about "why" or "how".
At first the sun used to provide me with greenness and elasticity, but when I died it gave me strength and solidity, how amazing! Death is supposed to be the end of power and strength for all beings, but for me it was the opposite. I was only a branch of a tree and when I died I became stronger.

So, you see that death means the ultimate end of power for some beings and a newborn power for others. It is both simple and miraculous at the same time. When a branch of a tree dies, it is turned into a staff and a staff does not gain its solidity unless it is completely dead. That is how power is generated from death, the cessation of being, and this is only a modest sign of Allah's Omnipotence. I believe in Allah just like all the plants and all the inanimate objects do, though each of us glorifies Allah in his own special way.

So, it is me the staff of Musa! The most famous staff of all, chosen to be in the hands of Allah's Messenger to Pharaoh.

Für den Propheten Musa AS (Moses) war ich nur ein Stab, aber für den Allmächtigen Allah SWT (Gott) war ich etwas ganz anderes. Der Stab von Musa, das bin ich..............

Ich bin der Stab des Propheten Musa AS oder Mose. Ich ging dem Propheten voraus, während ich ging.... Ich würde mich hoch erheben und dann den ganzen Weg über auf die Erde fallen. Ich habe keinen Verstand und weiß nichts über "warum" oder "wie".
Zuerst gab mir die Sonne Grün und Elastizität, aber als ich starb, gab sie mir Kraft und Festigkeit, wie erstaunlich! Der Tod soll das Ende der Kraft und Stärke für alle Wesen sein, aber für mich war es das Gegenteil. Ich war nur ein Ast eines Baumes und als ich starb, wurde ich stärker.

Sie sehen also, dass der Tod für einige Wesen das endgültige Ende der Macht und für andere eine neugeborene Macht bedeutet. Es ist einfach und wundersam zugleich. Wenn ein Ast eines Baumes stirbt, wird er in einen Stab verwandelt und ein Stab erhält seine Festigkeit nur, wenn er vollständig tot ist. So wird aus dem Tod, dem Vergehen des Seins, Kraft gewonnen, und das ist nur ein bescheidenes Zeichen für die Allmacht Allahs. Ich glaube an Allah, wie alle Pflanzen und alle unbelebten Objekte, obwohl jeder von uns Allah auf seine besondere Weise verherrlicht.

Also, ich bin es, der Stab von Musa! Der berühmteste aller Mitarbeiter, ausgewählt, um in den Händen des Gesandten Allahs beim Pharao zu sein.

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Islamic Folklore The Staff of Prophet Musa AS (Moses) Bilingual Version English & Germany Legacy Edition

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Prologue

Islamic Folklore The Staff of Prophet Musa AS (Moses) Bilingual Version English & Germany Legacy Edition Based From The Noble Quran and Al-Hadith.

{And We inspired Musa (Moses) (saying), 'Throw your staff',’ and behold! It swallowed up straight away all the falsehoods which they showed.}

(The Holy Quran Surah Al-Araf Verse 117)

Why is it that a garden is sometimes green and sometimes yellow?

Why is it that the deserts are dry and the mountaintops are covered with snow?

Why is it that the color of the sun is like fire when rising and like blood when setting?

Why is it that the moon turns from a beautiful full moon to a slim crescent?

There are so many 'whys' which I cannot find the answer for. All I know is that I was a plant, then I became an inanimate object and then I turned into an animal. I know that my last transformation, from an object to an animal, was one of Allah's great Miracles.

To Prophet Musa AS (Moses)

I was only a staff but to Almighty Allah SWT (God) I was something totally different.

The staff of Musa, that is me……

Und Wir inspirierten Musa (Moses) (Sprechen), "Werfen Sie Ihren Stab"," und siehe da! Es verschlang sofort alle Unwahrheiten, die sie zeigten.}

(Der Heilige Koran Surah Al-Araf Vers 117)

Warum ist ein Garten manchmal grün und manchmal gelb?

Warum sind die Wüsten trocken und die Berggipfel mit Schnee bedeckt?

Warum ist die Farbe der Sonne beim Aufgang wie Feuer und beim Untergang wie Blut?

Warum verwandelt sich der Mond von einem schönen Vollmond in einen schlanken Halbmond?

Es gibt so viele "Warum", auf die ich keine Antwort finde. Alles, was ich weiß, ist, dass ich eine Pflanze war, dann wurde ich ein unbelebtes Objekt und dann wurde ich zu einem Tier. Ich weiß, dass meine letzte Verwandlung, vom Objekt zum Tier, eines der großen Wunder Allahs war.

An den Propheten Musa AS (Moses)

Ich war nur ein Stab, aber für den Allmächtigen Allah SWT (Gott) war ich etwas ganz anderes.

Der Stab von Musa, das bin ich.

The Staff of Prophet Musa AS (Moses) English Version

{And We inspired Musa (Moses) (saying), 'Throw your staff',’ and behold! It swallowed up straight away all the falsehoods which they showed.}

(The Holy Quran Surah Al-Araf Verse 117)

Why is it that a garden is sometimes green and sometimes yellow?

Why is it that the deserts are dry and the mountaintops are covered with snow?

Why is it that the color of the sun is like fire when rising and like blood when setting?

Why is it that the moon turns from a beautiful full moon to a slim crescent?

There are so many 'whys' which I cannot find the answer for. All I know is that I was a plant, then I became an inanimate object and then I turned into an animal. I know that my last transformation, from an object to an animal, was one of Allah's great Miracles.

To Prophet Musa AS (Moses)

I was only a staff but to Almighty Allah SWT (God) I was something totally different.

The staff of Musa, that is me……

I am the staff of Prophet Musa AS or Moses. I preceded the Prophet while walking ...I would raise high then fall down onto earth all the way along. I have no mind and I know nothing about "why" or "how".

At first the sun used to provide me with greenness and elasticity, but when I died it gave me strength and solidity, how amazing! Death is supposed to be the end of power and strength for all beings, but for me it was the opposite. I was only a branch of a tree and when I died I became stronger. So, you see that death means the ultimate end of power for some beings and a newborn power for others.

It is both simple and miraculous at the same time. When a branch of a tree dies, it is turned into a staff and a staff does not gain its solidity unless it is completely dead. That is how power is generated from death, the cessation of being, and this is only a modest sign of Allah's Omnipotence. I believe in Allah just like all the plants and all the inanimate objects do, though each of us glorifies Allah in his own special way.

So, it is me the staff of Musa! The most famous staff of all, chosen to be in the hands of Allah's Messenger to Pharaoh.

Anyway, I would rather start from the beginning.

First of all, I was a branch of a tree that was found in the royal garden of Pharaoh. Nobody could say that I belonged to him because we, trees, do not belong to human beings. We only belong to Allah Whom we glorify and worship. We are born from a seed whose father is the water and whose mother is the sun.

The sun! What a beautiful feeling of warmth! It is also wonderful to feel firmness when my roots dig their way down into the soil to meet the cold water that gives me life. It is just great! My roots in the water and my head in the sun, a constant communication with the mother and the father ...what pleasure!

So many people think that we trees do not feel but this is not true because all beings feel. It is only man's vanity that makes him believe himself to be the only being who feels. The only difference between us is that we express our feelings through silence and greenness or through silence and non-greenness. We have special feelings and we have our very special ways to express such feelings. We do not have a will and we do not have the choice. We do not know evil and we do not know goodness. We are brought by Allah into being to perform a certain role without ever making mistakes or creating anything ourselves. To sum up, we are created to be obliged, but this in itself is a great blessing.

At the beginning of creation, Allah offered the trust; all the duties that He has ordained, to the heavens, the earth and the mountains but they declined to bear it and were afraid of it. As for man, out of his injustice to himself and his ignorance of this heavy responsibility, he agreed to bear it. Anyway, I thank Allah that I am one of those who were rescued from bearing this trust and this is a gain in itself.

Some people believe that all creatures other than man, are inferior to man because they are not honored by bearing this trust. To tell you the truth, I am not authorized to say whether this is right or wrong but all I know is that being created as a tree is the best thing that could have ever happened to me. Had I been a man, may Allah forbid, there would have been a probability that I could be a sinner. Surely, to be a staff is better than to be a sinner. To be a staff rescued from Allah's Torment is better than to be a man enraging the Almighty. I thank Allah that I am a tree and it is enough for me to be submissive to Him all my life ...I cannot wish for anything better.

I came from Egypt, and I was meant to teach an Egyptian tyrant a lesson, but let us not go into this now.

I know that life is a big mystery. For instance, I do not know why I love the sun and water and why I bend with the wind. I do not know why I grow when I absorb water or why I die every winter and come back to life every spring. I do not know how other creatures feel when they move about on earth for I have never before tried walking. I told you, for me the whole universe is a mysterious secret, but I know that we glorify Allah and praise Him in our own special ways that will remain forever an unrevealed secret. Other creatures do not know how we glorify Allah and how we prostrate to Him in our own special way. Actually, when we do so, we feel great and I really do not know if this is how human beings feel or not.

Anyway, I was a branch of a tree in the royal garden of Pharaoh.

To tell you the truth, I never liked Pharaoh. I used to see him wandering in the garden. Sometimes he used to stand in my shade and I would hear him uttering words of blasphemy denying the existence of Almighty Allah. This enraged me and made me shiver with disgust. How come he would stand in my shade that is nothing but a blessing from Allah, and yet arrogantly deny the Giver of such a blessing!

I am not the only one, who would shudder when hearing words of ingratitude and heresy uttered by man, for all other creatures would do the same thing.

We, plants, have accepted to be tied down to earth and to be in a lower rank in the hierarchy of creatures, because freedom to us meant the probability of falling into sin and this we could not bear. But what about man; the being who was blessed with freedom and with the ability to choose and who has the potential to be the top of all creatures! How can he receive such blessings with denial and ingratitude! Do you realize now why I shuddered whenever Pharaoh would pass near my stem or would put his hand on me? And why I suffocated whenever his breath would blow near me?

I cannot say I hated Pharaoh because we, plants, do not know hatred. We know pain but hatred is not in our dictionary.