Sunday, June 20, 2010

Air Freshner Fragrance Plug-in- A Big Fire Hazards in your masterbedroom , bathroom, - As Reported By Insurance Investigator

Their house had burnt down.. nothing left but ashes. They have good
insurance so the house will be replaced and most of the contents. That
is the good news.

However, they were sick when they found out the cause of the fire. The
insurance investigator sifted through the ashes for several hours. He
had the cause of the fire traced to the master bathroom. He asked her
sister-in-law what she had plugged in the bathroom. She listed the
normal things....curling iron, blow dryer.
He kept saying to her, 'No, this would be something that would
disintegrate at high temperatures' . Then her sister-in-law
remembered she had a plug-in Air Freshener in the bathroom.

The investigator had one of those 'Aha' moments. He! said that was the
cause of the fire.. He said he has seen more house fires started with
the plug-in type room fresheners than anything else. He said the
plastic they are made from is THIN. He also said that in every case
there was nothing left to prove that it even existed. When the
investigator looked in the wall plug, the two prongs left from the
plug-in were still in there.

Her sister-in-law had one of the plug-ins that had a small night light
built in it. She said she had noticed that the light would dim and then
finally go out. She would walk in to the bathroom a few hours later,
and the light would be back on again. The investigator said that the
unit was getting too hot, and would dim and go out rather than just
blow the light bulb. Once it cooled down it would come back on. That is
a warning sign

The investigator said he personally wouldn't have any type of plug in
fragrance device anywhere in his house. He has seen too many places
that have been burned down due to them.





Friday, June 11, 2010

Little Angel - Malaikat kecil-petikan dari Googlegroups

Every Friday afternoon, after the congregation service at the mosque the Imam and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out "PATH TO PARADISE" and other Islamic literature.

This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for them Imam and his son to go to the streets with their booklets, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring rain.

* The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said, 'OK, dad, I'm ready!'

* His dad asked, 'Ready for what' 'Dad, it's time we gather our tracts together and go out.'

* Dad responds, 'Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain.'

* The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, 'But Dad, aren't people still going to hell, even though it's raining?'

* Dad answers, 'Son, I am not going out in this weather.'

* Despondently, the boy asks, 'Dad, can I go Please'

* His father hesitated for a moment then said, 'Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. Be careful son.'

'Thanks, Dad!'

And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone- chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.

Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered..

He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.

Finally, this eleven year old da'wah (Invitation) -expert turned to leave, but something stopped him.

Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!

He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.

Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, 'What can I do for you, son?' With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said,

'Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU and I came to give you my very last booklet which will tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to achieve His pleasure.'

With that, he handed her his last booklet and turned to leave.

She called to him as he departed. 'Thank you, son! And God Bless You!'

Well, the following Friday afternoon after congregation (Jam’aat) service (during which period they hold a weekly program) the Imam was giving some lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, 'Does anybody have questions or want to say anything?'

Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an elderly voice was heard over the speaker. As the voice went on, a hint of glorious gaiety and contentment was plainly evident in it even though the wasn't to be seen, 'No one in this gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Friday I was not a Muslim, and thought I could be. My husband passed on some time ago, leaving me totally alone in this world.. Last Friday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, it was even more so in my heart that I came to the end of the line where I no longer had any hope or will to live.
So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home.. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.

I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be. Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU!' Then he gave me this booklet, Path To Paradise that I now hold in my hand.

You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God. Since the address of your congregation was stamped on the back of this booklet, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in thenick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell.'

There was not a dry eye in the mosque. And as shouts of TAKBIR..ALLAHUAKBAR.. (God is Great) rented the air, even among the ladies, despite themselves.

Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the little angel was seated....

He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.

Probably no jama'at (congregation) has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a Papa that was more filled with love and honor for his son...

Except for One. This very one...

Blessed are your eyes for reading this message.

Don't let this message die, read it again and pass it to others. Heaven is for His people!

Remember, God's message CAN make the difference in the life of someone close to you. Please share this wonderful message. Spread His Word, help Him and you'll see His hand in everything you do...

Qur'an 5:3: This day I've perfected your religion for you, and completed my favor on you, and chose Islam for you as religion....

Qur'an 3:110: You are the best community evolved for mankind; you enjoin the right conduct and forbid indecency, and you believe in God... __