During the fasting month of Ramadan, Mullah usually read a sermon to the parishioners after general prayer. He spoke excitedly about the community of believers and the duties of a Muslim. During this month, one person sat in these meetings of believers every day and cried. I cried throughout the entire sermon. Mulla thought to himself: “Surely my speech touches the depths of this man’s soul. He sheds tears of tenderness.” This was repeated day after day, and Mulla was no longer waiting to find out more. After the sermon, he approached the man and said:
- May Allah bless you! I see how you sit here day after day, how you listen to my words and cry. My words do not make such a deep impression on other believers. Tell me, my friend, what worries you so much?
The believer replied:
“I come here to honor Allah.” But I cry listening to you for a different reason.
The mullah was moved by these words and said to the believer:
- Allah will give you strength and hope. How can I help you?
The man answered with a trembling voice:
“I raised a kid and became very attached to it. His sudden death left me sad and sad. Every time you, noble sir, speak, I remember my goat, because he had the same beautiful beard as you.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru