Thank YOU, ALLAAH...

Bismillaah (In the Name of ALLAAH)... I feel that I'm being loved by ALLAAH so so much... In just a matter of couple months on different occasions I was saved by ALLAAH's Help... showing of HIS Love and Mercy... Alhamdulillaah (All Praise only to ALLAAH)... First: I lost my bag at a shopping centre's parking lot. We didn't recognize it until third quarter of our trip from the shopping centre to our house. We started to realize it when we stopped at the petrol station to fill up the gas. My husband was so upset since in that bag I got my digital camera and watch; and we were arguing how could we possibly lost the bag. We were going to our home track but I said to him to go back and search for it. We went back to the shopping centre but my husband mixed up with another shopping centre so we went and searched for the shopping centre that we went before. We went to the parking lot. Nothing in there. He jumped from the car and ran inside. Unfortunately the shopping centre was closed so he talked to the security. He also asked the trolley keeper but no result. Anyway the security gave him the shopping centre's customer service' number for him to contact the next day. We went home. Hopeless. It happened on Thursday. On Friday we did nothing except trying to accept that we lost the bag and its contents. On Saturday morning, my husband came with an idea to call the police. Who knows he said. So he tried to find out the nearest police station at the shopping centre area. He got the number and called the police. He described everything and guess what? The police said: "You maybe lucky. There is a bag exactly like the way you described it. Someone handed it to us." So we rushed to the police station later on that day and it was our bag, complete with all its contents. May ALLAAH reward that person out there. Aamin. And thank you so much from us :) ALLAAHU AKBAR (ALLAAH is the GREAT)... Second: I lost my purse at the phone booth. Since I just recently moved to this city and haven't got the home phone connected, I need to make some phone calls at the public phone. I put my purse somewhere near the phone. After making few phone calls I went. I thought I already put the purse back to my bag. When I joined my husband and kids and we went to the lower level, I felt like an iced-coffee. My husband also went to buy some snacks. I looked for my purse. I couldn't find it. Nervously I explained my situation to my husband which he became so mad about it. Maybe because he thought all the money was in there. Actually the money was in the bag (I put in different bag) but my two gold rings (one is from my husband as a gift on our wedding day and one is from my mom) and two gold bracelets were there. Of course the purse filled with lot of important cards e.g credit card, ATM cards, driver licence, discount cards, etc. I rushed to the upper level. I went to the parents room, I thought I might forgot it there. But nothing. I think so hard to track the purse. It was so difficult when you are so nervous and scared... I tried to relax and I thought maybe I forgot it at the phone booth. I rushed to the phone booth (at the same aisle with the parents room). But nothing (again!). I felt so weak. My husband just mad at me and mumbling this and that. Then I decided to go to the information. Just when I came near the information, I saw that the two girls at the information were looking at my purse and one of them was holding my jewelleries. I felt so relieved. I said to them that I lost my purse and it is the one at their hand. They handed it nicely and asked for my ID. Luckily, I brought my passport with me since all my IDs were in the purse. With no hassle I got my purse back and complete with its contents (again!)Alhamdulillaah. To the person out there, may ALLAAH reward your honesty and kindness. Aamin. Lot of thanks from us :) ALLAAHU AKBAR (ALLAAH is Great)... Third: We were locked up outside the house while the kids were inside the house Today - Sunday 2nd April 2006). We came home from shopping and visited a friend. It was around 6 pm. My husband was outside trying to fit the baby car seat to the new car that we just bought last Friday. I went outside as well to put first aid box and tissue box in the car. Usually I brought the house key with me but I didn't at that moment. I let the door opened. So after putting everything I went inside the house but how surprised I was, knowing the door was closed! I knew we only have one house key and it was inside the house. Terribly, inside the house only two little kids age 3 years and 15 months old who are very very innocent. I said to my older one: "Please open the door. Go jump on your chair or the table and open the door. It's alright." (Usually I got angry when he jumped on the table or his chair to play with the lock). My older son tried and tried but it was too hard for him. Actually he did once few days ago (my husband said) but I think it was incoincidence. My husband came and asked if the kids locked us up. He was still relaxed at that time. But after sometime I tried and still my older son couldn't open the lock, he was nervous and mad. I was nervous, too but tried to remain calm. I went to the window side and encouraged him to open the window slot. He couldn't understood me. He started to feel stress and confused but he can managed to open the blind. We were so confused, stressed and nervous as well which put him more stress. But I can handle myself up and be calm again. I tried everything including persuading my younger son to open the slot (He was the one that likely to play with the slot which I didn't recognize for sometime resulting the flies came freely inside my house and the most scary thing, giving a free way to thieves somewhere out there! But when I realized it, I put the blinds even longer so he coulnd't play with it and blocked it with the couch!). All was no result. My younger son was so happily "wrecking" the house, playing with the shopping bags, kitchen utensils, my spices box. He heard that we were making noises outside the house but he couldn't see us through properly I guess. We were outside for I don't know how long but it felt like it had been in ages! My husband was mad at me. He tried to pull the edge of the window with his fishing knife. But nothing. My older son was so stress I guess. He ended up crying and crying and crying. Until he fell asleep! My younger son still playing with everything he can played with and no "hassle" from his parents. He looked so "happy" and "cheeky" *sighed* It was almost bring to my hopelessness but I tried to remain calm and relax and believe that my younger son can do a "favour" for his parents. So I kept making noises on the window try to attract his attention. My husband was on the phone at that time from the real estate agent. Actually he was probably distracted from my noises but no comment because it was so urgent. I kept making noises and calling my younger son's name. He looked outside. I made more noises and plenty fingers movement to attract more attention from him. He looked outside again.. and he came near the window. He bang the window. I made more bang... bang...bang... and finger noises. He jumped to the couch. He bang the window. I made more noises again. After sometime...............................................The window opened!!!!!!!! ALHAMDULILLAAH!!!!!!! He tried to lift the blind up and I grabbed him. I kissed him so dearly. He was our little HERO!!! Alhamdulillaah!!! ALLAAHU AKBAR!!!!! It was all by ALLAAH's Help... Love and Mercy to us... You wouldn't feel this lucky, would you????? By the way after kissing and cuddling my younger ones for sometime then I realized something smelly. Uh oh... Oh NOO!!! Not again!!! It is my younger son's habit to "play" with his nappy. He likes to pulling it down and unfortunately during that incidence, he was doing the "BIG" one which resulted... you know... He smelled so "beautifully fragrant odoured" which could bring my face turned "green"....