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When you give Allah, give Him the BEST (أحسن)

When you give Allah, give Him the BEST (أحسن)

He didn’t ask you for more (أكثر)

He didn’t ask you for perfect (أكمل)

He didn’t ask you for the most virtues. (أفضل)

But He wants to see what the BEST we can offer Him. It’s like a father giving son couple of chocolates and father asking the son to give him one from it. Father wanted to test the son how much he loves him, How much of gratitude son has. Not because father wanted any chocolates!

Everything in life is given to us from Allah. He gave us all what we need for life, gave again and again and keeps giving in abundance every day and always. He wants to see who returns Him in Best of what He has given us.

So give Allah of your quality and what’s best and not just quantities.

He gave you inward and outward wellness. Thank Him in five time prayers for what He gave and perform your best. When you pray, give Him your quality time free from all other chores of life, even it is for a while.

He gave you much of wealth and provisions. Give Him what’s best to those of the poor and the needy. When you give, give the best, even if the count is less.

Don’t underestimate Allah. He don’t want your garbage. He is not in need of anything. All is for a TEST because He wants to give you more in this world and the eternal life to come. So when you give, don’t count or boast of how much you gave. Rather have the gratitude towards Him for accepting more from you. Let what you give of anything to Him be like your salary, a secret between you and your boss. If you are flashing it, you are just not a man. There is a misunderstanding!

Hence offer what’s best in your hands to please Him alone and know that you are offering to the One Who already has given you more and who alone can reward you with more.

Allah knows best, May Allah give us Thaufeeq.


الَّذِي خَلَقَ الْمَوْتَ وَالْحَيَاةَ لِيَبْلُوَكُمْ أَيُّكُمْ أَحْسَنُ عَمَلاً وَهُوَ الْعَزِيزُ الْغَفُورُ

Who has created death and life, that He may test you which of you is BEST in deed. And He is the All-Mighty, the Oft-Forgiving (Surah Al Mulk: Verse 2)


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