We are posting this story here for those reverts who pray in tears to save their parents from fire;
This story will give you hope and patience… , In sha Allah one day your parents and loved ones will follow your path and will enter Islam, In sha Allah you will enjoy the sweetness of their companionship once again…
It was narrated that Abu Hurairah said:
I used to call my mother to Islam when she was a mushrikah. I called her one day and she said something about the Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) that I did not like to hear.
So I went to the Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) weeping, and said, “O Messenger of Allah, I have been calling my mother to Islam, but she refuses. I called her today and she said something about you that I did not like to hear. Pray to Allah to guide the mother of Abu Hurairah.”
The Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) said,
“O Allah, guide the mother of Abu Hurairah.” I went out feeling optimistic because of the duaa of the Prophet of Allah (peace be upon him). When I came home and reached the door, I saw that it was slightly ajar.
My mother heard my footsteps and said, “Stay where you are, O Abu Hurairah!” and I could hear the trickling of water. She took a bath and got dressed, and put on her headcover, then she opened the door and said, “O Abu Hurairah, I bear witness that there is no god except Allah, and I bear witness that Muhammad is His slave and Messenger!”
I went back to the Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him), and I came to him weeping with joy. I said, “O Messenger of Allah, rejoice, for Allah has answered your prayer and guided the mother of Abu Hurairah.” So he praised Allah and said good words.
I said, “O Messenger of Allah, pray to Allah to make my mother and me beloved to His believing slaves, and to make them beloved to us.” The Messenger of Allah (peace be upon him) said, “O Allah, make this slave of Yours – meaning Abu Hurairah – and his mother beloved to Your believing slaves, and make the believers beloved to them.” So there are no believing people who hear of me even though they do not see me, but they love me. (Narrated by Muslim, 2491)
