Sunday, August 19, 2012

Noble Task

Dear All... Happy blessed Eid-ul-Fitr Mubarak ! 

Thank to all of you who messaged me...SMS...Email for the blessings.

I am honored to have you and please accept my heartiest mubarak baad for EID.

I remember well my dear late mother always telling me that if you want to do something good for people you don’t even need to venture outside the home. 

She did it by having a house full of goodness and happiness…blessings and love.

I wonder how...she attracted people…my cousins…uncles…aunts and so many relatives to her home while she hardly visit anyone.

She did it by her good self…humble and ready to serve attitude.

She fed them…she advised them…she listened to them…even a phone call was enough to someone lonely somewhere…she kept them all in….she kept them all intact…she kept them all remembered that she is there for them if they want to talk.

Of course...this does not mean that she didn’t ever did good outside her home...but it is amazing to me how true it is that God brought the right to her very doorstep.

Whether it is a friend in need of encouragement...a lonely neighbor...a phone call with someone who just needs to be prayer at that moment...a friend in tears...a young girl who needs to see a home where Happiness is the center… the opportunities are endless.

This morning I read an old poem that I’ve been familiar with since I was a little holds so much more meaning to me.

"Isn’t There a Noble Task? “

There seems to be so little that I can do for Thee, 
Isn’t there a noble task that You would have for me? 
Something that the world may know I’m busy for my King; 
Beside the dull and daily tasks that every new day brings? 
For how can stacks of dishes and piles of dirty clothes, 
Tackled and completed, ever tell YOU grace? 
Or stories, mud and band-aids; read, cleaned up, applied, 
Tell the world, how our Lord can be satisfied? 

“Oh, busy, busy mother, your task is very great. 
I’ve given you eternal souls to teach and educate. 
Not in worldly wisdom, in fame or honor grand, 
But how to love and serve My cause, 
and seek that better land. 

For as you tackle homey tasks with children by your side, 
You have the greatest privilege, within their hearts to hide 
Bits of goodly treasures from My Holy Word, 
Which many mighty men of faith first from their mothers heard.

Oh, busy, busy mother, I need you where you are. 
Your task at hand is very great, you need not travel far. 
Oh love and teach these little souls, 
and help them grow to be Steadfast within the simple faith, 
to be of use to Me.”


  1. Greetings,

    Thank you for this lovely post.

    Eid Mubarak to you and everyone.

    All good wishes,


  2. What a lovely tribute to your mom.
    Happy Eid :-)

  3. Indeed, Eid keeps your mom's sweet memories alive. "maanwa thundian chaawan" (mothers provide cool shade and comfort her children of all ages under all circumstances).

    Thinking sahiba! thanks for lovely eidee in the form of prose and poetry.

  4. مرنے والے کی جبیں روشن تھی اس ظلمات میں

    جس طرح ستارے چمکتے ہیں اندھیری رات میں
    مرنے والے مر تو جاتے ہیں لیکن فنا ہوتے نہیں
    وہ حقیقت میں کبھی پیاروں سے جدا ہوتے نہیں
    and that's true indeed.

  5. lovely tribute..
    hope you had some time on Eid!

  6. My wishes !

    Btw, I agree with you about the babies ... What do you do if you do not like the baby ?

    Every person thinks their baby is the cutest and the best, but what if you beg to differ ????

  7. what a wondeful role model! a great tribute .

  8. Thinking,

    EID MUBARAK to you all. The best tribute to her would be to emulate her ways. A poem with truth.

    Take care

  9. hmm...Dear All....

    Thank you so much for taking out time for me...and your comments means a lot.

    I am honored.