You cannot repay her.

I love you Umm/Ammi/Mom/Mother!

After Having Reached At The Peak Of His Career A Man Felt An Urge To Repay Back To His Mother For All That She Had Done For Him. So He Asked Her,"Mother, What Can I Give You? What Can I Do For You? I Sincerely Want To Repay You For All The Sacrifices You Have Made For Me And For All The Love You Have Showered Upon Me." She Looked Surprised And Said, " Why Do You Think About It. It Was My Duty So I Did It, You Don't Have To Repay Me. Even If You Want To, There Is No Way A Man Can Ever Repay His Mother."

Despite Her Continuous Refusal To Ask For Anything, He Continued To Persist.To Put An End To The Discussion, She Said, "All Right. If You Must,Then Tonight You Sleep On My Bed, With Me, Just As You Used To When  You Were A Baby." He Said, "That's A Strange Thing To Ask For, But If It  Pleases You, I Will."

As Soon As He Fell Asleep, The Mother Got up And Brought A Bucket Of Water.She Poured A Mug Full Of Water On His Side. Feeling Disturbed By The Wetness Under Him, In His Sleep He Moved Away To The Other Side Of The Bed. As He Settled Down, His Mother Poured Another Mug Of Water On The Other Side.In His Slumber , He Tried To Find Space Towards The Foot Post Of The Bed.Sometime Later He Woke Up Feeling That This Part Of The Bed Too Was Damp. He Got Up And Saw His Mother, With The Mug In  HerHand. He Asked Angrily,"What Are You Doing Mother? Why Don't You  Let Me Sleep? How Do You Expect Me To Sleep On A Wet Bed?"

She Said, "I Slept With You, When You Wetted The Bed In The Night.I Changed Your Nappy ( Diaper Made Of Cotton Cloth, Used In India ) And Moved You To The Dry Part Of The Bed, While I Slept On The Wet Side.You Wanted To Repay Me ... Can You Sleep Here Even For One Night With Me On A  Damp Bed? If You Can, I'll Take It That You Have Repaid Me."

How True It Is That Of All The Debts In The World, The One That Can Never Be Repaid Is The One You Owe To Your Mother. You Can Never Repay The Love, Care And Time Your Mother Gave To Bring You Up. You Are A Part  Of Her Flesh And Blood; Don't Forget This, Because She Never  Ever Forgets It.


The Prophet Muhammad said, may Allah's peace and blessings be upon him: Your Heaven lies under the feet of your mother (Ahmad, Nasai).

MOTHER

FROM A PARENT TO A CHILD

I gave you life, but cannot live it for you.

I can teach you things, but I cannot make you learn.

I can give you directions, but I cannot be there to lead you.

I can allow you freedom, but I cannot account for it.

I can take you to Masjid, but I cannot make you believe.

I can teach you right from wrong, but I cannot always decide for
you.

I can buy you beautiful clothes, but I cannot make you beautiful
inside.

I can offer you advice,but I cannot accept it for you.

I can give you love,but I cannot force it upon you.

I can teach you to share, but I cannot make you unselfish.

I can teach you respect, but I cannot force you to show honor.

I can advise you about friends, but I cannot choose them for you.

I can tell you the facts of life, but I cannot build your
reputation.

I can tell you about alcohol, but I cannot say NO for you.

I can warn you about drugs, but I cannot prevent you from using
theft.

I can tell you about lofty goals, but I cannot achieve them for you.

I can teach you about kindness, but can't force you to be gracious.

I can warn you about sin, but I cannot make your morals.

I can love you as a child.

I can tell you how to live, but I cannot give you Eternal Life.

I can make Duaa for you, may Allah Ta'ala bless and guide you

Dedicated to Muslim Mothers!!!

A poem dedicated to my Mother as well as all Muslim Mothers around the

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JMy Mother J My Paradise J

"Lord be merciful to them for they have brought me up in my childhood." (Qur'an:17:24)

vShe served me until this day

J Her love is like , mine a ray

vShe lost sleep for me to dream

J She left food, for me to be fed

vOf mind and body she suffered

J Her grew as me she carried

vI kicked at her bosom when an infant

J Yet she fondled me without being hesitant

vShe inspired my legs and taught me to walk

J All the words I pronounced listening to her talk

vAll my acts of worship are but under her feet

J Not 2- But 3 words I need to show her respect

vIf this son were to enter paradise

J The warmth of her feet would be the cause

vHer prayers for me are sincere than my own

J She bore all the pain to see me so far grown

vThe pleasure of my Lord

J Is in doing to her good

vEven as I laid in her womb

J Or be buried in the tomb-

vShe will continue to pour

J And for me forever…

vIf His Mercy is the entrance

J She is the to my paradise!

One Mother said : I'm like a PAPER, u can write ur feelings, scribble ur anger,use me to absorb ur tears, don't throw me after use, but when u feel cold I'll burn myself 2 warm u coz I Love U.

The Best n Highest Tribute to Mothers.

MY MOM!

a Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) said:

J Paradise J lies under the feet of thy Mother.(Ibn majah)

The meaning of the Hadith is that you should serve your mother and take good care of her. Obey her as long as she does not tell you to do something haram. It does not make any difference whether the mother is Muslim or non-Muslim. It is the duty of the children to be respectful to their parents, especially mothers.

This means that we gain admission to Jannah (Heaven) through our treatment of our mothers. We can also be denied admission through mistreatment of mothers. It is said that no person will ever be granted access to Paradise if his mother died while angry with him. This hadith shows the importance of being kind to our mothers.

Once a person asked the Prophet Muhammad Sallallahu ‘’alayhi wa Sallam, “Who deserves the best care from me?” The Prophet replied, “Your mother (he repeated this three times) and then your father”.

A mother looked at his child, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind.

She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:
For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me: No Charge.
For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you: No Charge.
For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years: No Charge.
For all the nights filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead: No Charge.
For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose: No Charge.
When you add it up, the cost of my love is: No Charge.

When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight up at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you."
And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: "PAID IN FULL".

A Mother's love is somethingthat no on can explain,

It is made of deep devotion

and of sacrifice and pain,

It is endless and unselfish

and enduring come what mayFor nothing can destroy it

or take that love away . . .

It is patient and forgivingwhen all others are forsaking,

And it never fails or falterseven though the heart is breaking . . .

It believes beyond believingwhen the world around condemns,

And it glows with all the beautyof the rarest, brightest gems . . .

It is far beyond defining,it defies all explanation,

And it still remains a secretlike the mysteries of creation . . .

A many splendoured miracleman cannot understand

And another wondrous evidenceof God's tender guiding hand.

How True It Is That Of All The Debts In The World, The One That Can Never Be Repaid Is The One You Owe To Your Mother. You Can Never Repay The Love, Care And Time Your Mother Gave To Bring You Up. You Are A Part Of Her Flesh And Blood; Don't Forget This, Because She Never Ever Forgets It. And We have enjoined on man (to be dutiful and good) to his parents. His mother bore him in weakness and hardship upon weakness and hardship, and his weaning is in two years give thanks to Me and to your parents, unto Me is the final destination. ( Luqman, Chapter #31, Verse #14) And We have enjoined on man to be dutiful and kind to his parents. His mother bears him with hardship and she brings him forth with hardship, and the bearing of him, and the weaning of him is thirty (30) months, till when he attains full strength and reaches forty years, he says: "My Lord! Grant me the power and ability that I may be grateful for Your Favour which You have bestowed upon me and upon my parents, and that I may do righteous good deeds, such as please You, and make my off-spring good. Truly, I have turned to You in repentance, and truly, I am one of the Muslims (submitting to Your Will)." ( Al-Ahqaf, Chapter #46, Verse #15)