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lifeofresulullah · 15 days

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The Life of The Prophet Muhammad(pbuh): His Youth, Trade Life, His marriage to Hazrat Khadijah

The Kaaba is Restored and the Prophet Acts as a Judge

The Master of the Universe (PBUH) was 35 years old.

During this time, the Quraysh had decided to tear down the Kaaba’s walls so they could renew them. Nevertheless, the floods that resulted from years of pouring rain had corroded this structure that was not sturdy to begin with. Since the Kaaba was roofless at the time, the rains had affected its base and caused the building to crumble.

The last great flood had eroded the Kaaba completely. This condition had awoken feelings of fear and worry in the Meccans.

In the meantime, another incident took place; a woman lit a fire in the temple mount (Harem). The jolting sparks from the ember caught the Kaaba’s curtain and caused it to burn.

And when a treasure from the Kaaba was stolen, the Meccans were determined to execute their plan immediately.

A Ship Loaded with Construction Materials

The Qurayshis were consulting with one another on which materials they should use to reconstruct the Kaaba.

In the meantime, a Byzantian ship that had set sail from Egypt to Jeddah was found stranded in a location that was close to its destination.

The Quraysh sent a committee to the ship’s spot upon hearing this news. The ship was loaded with soft white stone, wood, beams, and steel; they were materials that the Quraysh had been looking for and had not been able to find till then.

The committee reached an agreement with those on the ship and purchased the timber from them. In addition, they guaranteed the merchant on the ship that he would be able to freely enter Mecca and sell his goods without having to pay tariffs since the Meccans used to collect tithes from those who sold trade goods in their city.

Furthermore, a Byzantine architect by the name of Bakum was found on the ship and they reached an agreement that he would reconstruct the Kaaba. According to these terms, Bakum would reconstruct the Kaaba’s walls, and a craftsman, who lived in Mecca and was of Coptic descent, would be involved with the carpentry.

The Apportionment of the Walls

The reconstruction of the walls of the Kaaba was divided among four tribes through drawing lots. According to this, Abd-Manaf and the Sons of Zuhra would have the Kaaba’s front and its side with the door; Abduddar, Asad and the Sons of Adiy would have the side facing Damascus (the side of Hijir, Hatym); Sham, Jahm (Jumah), and the Sons of Amir would have the space in between the Yemen corner and the corner where the Hajarul Aswad would be placed; Mahzum and the sons of Taym were given the construction of the Yemen side which was adjacent to Safa and Aryad.

The Shaking of Mecca

Every tribe demolished their designated side. They descended all the way down to where Hazrat Ibrahim laid the foundations. At that point, they saw green stones which had all been fused with one another.

Their intention was to go further down; however, they were unsuccessful. When someone shook these green stones while trying to extract them, they all suddenly saw Mecca shaking as if it were experiencing an earthquake. Everyone began to panic and got scared. Afterwards, they understood that they were not allowed to dig further; thus, they were content with what they had excavated.

The Tribes Disagree

Everyone was carrying rocks and putting up walls for their designated side. The building had risen all the way to where the Hajaru-l-Aswad was going to be placed. However, a disagreement broke out because each tribe wanted to position this holy stone in its place. Every tribe believed that they were most deserving in this matter. At a time in which every tribe was a bigot, which tribe would want another to get this honor? The issue escalated; the arguments and the controversy hardened so much that they swore they would fight one another.

There was a chaos and a clash was expected to take place at any minute. If a clash was to take place, then many people would lose their lives and many commodities would perish.

A solution had to be found.

The Qurayshi tribes waited for four to five days without putting a single stone into the Kaaba’s walls. Afterwards, they gathered at the Masjid Haram (Mosque) once again. They spoke and argued with one another.

During this time, there were some individuals who suggested that the tribes compromise/reconcile.

The Offer that Secures a Compromise!

While a bloody battle was expected to break out at any moment, Huzayfa bin Mughira, who was a well-known individual, one of the oldest men in the Quraysh, and known as Abu Umayya, proposed the following solution:

“Oh, Qurayshis! Appoint the first person who comes through this door (he pointed to the Bani Shayba’s door) as the judge in this disputed matter so that he can bring an end to this.”

The tribes accepted Abu Umayya’s unexpected proposal without hesitation.

“Muhammad-The Trustworthy and Faithful One- Was Coming!

All eyes were now on the door of Bani Shayba.

Who was going to come and how was this dispute going to be solved? How was this going to be settled without hurting any of the tribes’ feelings?

Everyone’s gazes were filled with curiosity as they looked attentively towards the Mosque’s aforementioned door.

Somebody is seen at the gate!

They immediately noticed and recognized his unique height, build, and dignified walk from afar and shouted with happiness: “He is Muhammad, the Trustworthy One! We will agree with and consent to his ruling.”

Yes, he was Muhammad-al –Amin (Muhammad-The Trustworthy, the Faithful One). He was an honest individual who had earned everyone’s trust.

For this reason, the glances that were filled with curiosity were immediately transformed into looks of happiness because they were all undoubtedly certain that he would issue a fair decision.

Of course, the arrival of our Master (PBUH), who never stumbled in making the most appropriate decision, was not a coincidence. He would affirm his ability to think deeply, before his Prophethood, with the ruling that he was about to give.

The Quraysh explained the situation to him.

Our Master’s (PBUH) mind was as clear and clean as his heart was. He did not delay in providing an appropriate answer; he issued an order:

“Quickly bring me a cloth!”

hey immediately brought one and according to a narration, this cloth was Walid bin Mughira’s garment. According to another narration, our Holy Prophet (PBUH) used his own rida in this situation.

The Master of the Universe (PBUH) spread this cloth out on the ground.

Everyone’s stares, from young to old, were focused on our Holy Prophet (PBUH). What was he going to do with that cloth?

Their curiosity did not last long. Our Beloved Prophet (PBUH) placed the Hajaru-l-Aswad on the middle of this cloth and said, “Have someone from each tribe hold a corner of this cloth!”

They followed directions and lifted the cloth that was holding the Hajaru-l-Aswad to the location where the latter was to be placed.

Our Holy Prophet (PBUH) then fulfilled this honor by placing the Hajaru-l-Aswad in its place with his own hands.

Afterwards, they began building the wall and completed it within a short time.

With his decision, which was a work of Divine benefaction, Allah’s Messenger (PBUH) was able to prevent a bloody battle from taking place among the tribes.

With this decision, our Beloved Prophet (PBUH) proved that he had a more well-directed point of view, a stronger sense of judgment, and a higher intelligence (that was excessive) than those who were much older and experienced than him and that he testified to a Divine power.

According to Hazrat Ibn-I Abbas’s narration, our Holy Prophet (PBUH) placed the Hajaru-l-Aswad in its location on a Monday.

THE PROPHET SUMMONS HAZRAT ALI

The Master of Masters (PBUH) was 36 years old.

It was 607 AD.

A harsh drought and famine began to appear in Mecca.

Most families were in a miserable state as they were struggling to get by and Abu Talib’s family was one of them.

Our Holy Prophet’s (PBUH) heart was like a fountain of compassion and mercy. He never forgot favors that were done for him. He never wanted to leave appreciation that had been shown to him unrequited; he possessed such a beautiful and incomparable nature.

Now, there was somebody who was having difficulty with his livelihood. Someone who did everything he could to help our Holy Prophet (PBUH)… someone whose compassionate wings our Holy Prophet (PBUH) had been under since his childhood: Abu Talib….

How could he be comfortable and not help his uncle who was having difficulty in earning a living?

He immediately took action. He ran to his other uncle, Hazrat Abbas, who was well-off, and described the situation to him. He explained that it was necessary for them to extend their helping hands to Abu Talib, who was writhing in hardship so that they could reduce his burdens even if it was in a very small amount.

Hazrat Abbas happily accepted our Holy Prophet’s (PBUH) offer and they both went to see Abu Talib.

Their aim was to slightly reduce the number of the many individuals in his home; at least, they would lift some of the custodial responsibilities from his shoulders.

Abu Talib was pleased when they informed him of their intention. Our Holy Prophet (PBUH) took Hazrat Ali (who he had named himself), and Hazrat Abbas took Hazrat Jafar under protection.

At that time, Hazrat Ali was either four or five years old. At this age, it was an incomparable privilege for him to be under the custody of the Master of the Universe who decreed, “I have been sent to perfect good manners”. From that day forward, he would be disciplined by our Holy Prophet (PBUH) and would immediately believe in Allah when he was invited. At the age of nine or ten, Hazrat Ali had attained the honor of being the first child to become a Muslim.

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mathewmurdocks · 3 years

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You're my best mate in the whole fucking world. I haven't got anyone else. I would do anything for you, Matthew, anything. I would die for you, man.

HERE ARE THE YOUNG MEN | written & directed by eoin c. macken

#matthew connolly #joseph kearney #here are the young men #hatym #hatymedit #dean-charles chapman #finn cole #userkitkaat #useraurore #cinematv #dailytvfilmgifs #filmtv #dailyshowbiz #cinemapix #moviesource #flashing gif #scottstiles #*by sarah

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withhowsadsteps · 3 years

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Safe at last - Matthew Connelly (HATYM)

AU Fic. So, HATYM but in the 2020's because I'm a slave of the modern society, lmao.

Warnings: Kearney. You know. Everything that comes with him. Drugs, alcohol, the usual HATYM stuff.

As usual, not proofread. I get the urge to write and if I have time I just write. Bad habits die hard. And it is like 4 am and I'm sleep deprived. Also, please, someone: I dont want to read my texts, give me some new Dean content

Matthew and I grew up together. He used to shelter me from any bullies, including one of his best friends Kearney. Kearney wasn't always as awful as he is now, but growing up in a household like his... well no wonder he turned out all twisted. Partying is not my thing, though. I prefer to stay at home or just have a game night with my friends. Or turn on Netflix and watch bad comedies or horror movies. And there was no way to escape the parties anyway. Everyone's snapchat and instagram stories were always filled with videos and pictures of stoned and drunken people.

I was sitting on my bed, my best friend lying next to me, talking about her most recent tinder match, but honestly, I wasn't listening. My eyes were glued on the newest picture Matthew had just minutes ago posted. It was a bit blurry, the neon lights of a party painting his face half blue and half pink. Jen's arms were around his neck. I couldn't help but feel jealous. I wanted MY arms to be around his neck, I wanted his arms to be around my waist.

As soon as my friend noticed my mental absence, she grabbed me by my arm and yanked me up from my bed. "Let's go. You have to tell him. You know their thing did not work out, they are not dating" she basically scolded me. Any of my attempts to stay home were ignored. Soon I found myself at the party, awkwardly standing alone. My friend promised to stay near me, but the tinder-boy was there and, well, he got her attention.

I let out a quiet curse when I spotted Kearney watching me. He winked at me and that made my skin crawl. Hell no. I turned around and started my way to the patio doors. At least I could try and get away from him. "Hey, Y/N, come back here!" Fuckk. You blocked him on every social media site you had. This would not be the first time for him to try and get under my sheets. As a kid, he would bully me relentlessly. But as soon as my boobs grew, the bullying turned to border-line harrasing. He is the reason why I don't hang out with Matthew or Rez too much anymore.

For a while I thought I was safe. No sign of my friend or Matthew, though. So I sat outside and watched the sky or played games on my phone. I was deeply focused on a hard level of my game when I smelled Kearney's cologne and the alcohol in his breath. I felt his arms come and embrace me. "FUCK OFF Joseph, don't you fucking touch me" I screamed and tried to get away from the situation. Obviously, even after lord knows how many drinks and whatever he had taken during the night, he is still stronger than me. Panic kicks in and I start to feel like I'm suffocating. Kearney is not afraid to do whatever he wants to. He is able to grab my face and force his lips on mine, but luckily he is not able to do anything more before my friend with her new fling grab me away from the shithead.

I did not expect to get bruises where Kearney grabbed my face last night, but the bruises are very visible. I turn away from the bathroom mirror, tears burning in my eyes. What the hell was I thinking? Obviously sitting outside alone was not a good idea. Kearney could've done anything. My phone vibrating in my pocket breaks my moment of despair. Matthew. He is facetiming me. I can't show him my face like this. No way. Hell, I will have to put a shit ton of makeup on my face just to hide the bruises from my parents.

Every five minutes my phone rings. It is Matthew and I don't pick up. Apparently he is not going to give up, though. The doorbell rings and I got no choice but go and open it. "I'm so fucking sorry" Matthew looks basically even worse than you. "I should've been there Y/N. I fucking should have been there" his voice breaks when he grabs me and hugs me tightly. And then I break down and the tears start flowing.

For the rest of the day, I stayed in Matthew's arms. Sometimes I cried. Sometimes I laughed at something he said. And sometimes we just sat silently and watched the TV. "I promise I'll never let him touch you again" he whispers in my ear. "And how are you going to do that, huh? Mattie, you're never around me. You're partying, smoking whatever and drinking. Making out with Jen. Oh, how do you think she'll react when she finds out you're here comforting me?" "Jen is... it's just a friends-with-benefits situation" "You didn't answer my first question" "What if I'll make you mine? Do you think that would solve the problem?" I turn my head quickly towards him, shocked. "Mattie, don't you fucking dare prank me" "I've loved you since we were kids, Y/N, why would I lie to you?"

I don't know what to say to him. I'm completely speechless. And so tired, too. The shock of yesterday drained me completely. He very gently presses his lips on one bruise, then the next. "I'll make sure no one hurts you, ever again" he mumbles against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. Before I can say anything, his lips come up to mine. And I feel safe. At last.

#matthew connelly #hatym #here are the young men #dean charles chapman #dean-charles chapman #dean chapman

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whiskeylullllaby · 3 years

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ok but one more thing about HATYM

matthew screaming angrily to kearney... suddenly my room felt hot as fuck

#hatym #here are the young men #matthew connelly #dean charles chapman

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britishboystm · 4 years

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Um what is this, why am I literally crying???😭😭😭

#here are the young men #hatym #dean charles chapman

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drvgonflies · 4 years

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like or reblog + credits to rhcpshardy on twitter if you use

#dean charles chapman #dean charles chapman icons #dean charles chapman layout #hatym #here are the young men #here are the young men icons #icons #headers #layouts #1917 #dean-charles chapman #twitter pack

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hansbucky · 4 years

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i can't stop thinking about here are the young men so here's a dean-charles chapman hatym q&a fancam !!!

#dean charles chapman #1917 #here are the young men #hatym #tumblr #fancam

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olivcrquick · 4 years

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HERE ARE THE YOUNG MEN TRAILER SHHDHFBFNAAAAA

#ol.txt #here are the young men #hatym #dean charles chapman #anya taylor joy #finn cole #ferdia walsh peelo #im going insane

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disasterowen · 3 years

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Missing owen harper hours

#owen harper #torchwood #also unrelated but i keep going to spell it as eoin and i blame eoin macken fuck u sir #the way nobody outside of hatym nation will understand my hatred for that man.... merlin fandom ur so lucky

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finncoledaily · 2 years

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Finn Cole as Joseph Kearney in Here are the Young Men ( 2021 )

#fcoleedit #finncoleedit #finn cole #usershelby #michaelgrayrps #ilovefinncole #celticmelody #m: gif #filmgif #moviegifs #adaptationsdaily #smoking tw #drinking tw #flashing tw #here are the young men #HATYM #herearetheyoungmenedit

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holyviolence · 1 year

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making dennis reynolds a murderer / here are the young men

#i need you to find the difference between these two characters. they're the same character #this is such a self indulgent post i am so sorry friends #comp #iasip #hatym #人 #here are the young men #it's always sunny in philadelphia

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lifeofresulullah · 1 year