The Magic of White Garments

It was the practice of Ibrahim Khawas (mercy be upon him) that whenever he set out on a jorney to some place he neither informed anybody nor did anyone have any knowledge of it. All he took with him was a watercistern which he would use for whudu.

Hamid Aswad (mercy be upon him) said,”Once I was in his company, sitting in the mosque when he took his water cistern and set out. I followed him. When we reached Qadsiya he asked me. ”Hamid ! where do you intened to go?” I replied, ”I intened to visit the sacred city of Mecca.” And further added, ”I shall, if Allah so Wills.”

After three days journeying, another young man joined us. He travelled a day and night but did not observe a single prayer. I informed Ibrahim of this. Ibrahim later aked the young man, ”Why have you not observed the prayers?” He replied, ”The prayer is not obligatory on me.” He asked, ” why? Are you not a Muslim?” He answered, ”I am a Christian and in Christianity, I spend the time reposing my trust in God. My inner self had whispered that I had become perfect in the matter of trust. ”I refuted his claim and brought him to the wilderness, with the intention of testing his claim. Ibrahim however said nothing but walked on and advised me not to interfear and allow him to travel with us.

He travelled on with us until we reached Battan Mard. There, Ibrahim asked the Christian, ”What is your name?” He replied, ”My name is Abdul Masih! This is now the boundary of Mecca. The Almighty has prohibited the entry for those who scribe partners to Him”. Furthermore he recited to him a verse from the Qur’an; the translation of which means: “Those, who ascribe partners to Allah, are unclean. They should not even come near the Sacred Mosque.”  The outcome of the test you wanted to give to your inner self is already apparent to you. So you should not enter Mecca. If we happen to see you there we will object to your presence.

Hamid says, “We left him there and moved forward. We reached the sacred city of Mecca. As we passed by Arafat, we saw Abdul Masih there; donned in the lhram. He came to us and fell down at the feet of Ibrahim. Ibrahim asked him, “O Abdul Masih! What happened to you?” He asked Ibrahim not to call him by this name, as he was not the servant of the Masih but a slave of that Being whose slave was also the Masih (Peace be upon him).

Ibrahim then asked him what had brought this change on. He related, “, I sat down at the place where you left me. When another caravan of Muslims passed by, I could not help myself noticing the simple white garments in which they were dressed. Overcome by this, I decided to wear one too and Joined them in their company. On reaching the sacred city of Mecca I saw the House of Allah. At once my previous beliefs had paled into insignificance. I washed myself, became a Muslim and adopted the Ihram. I have been looking for you since the morning.” Thereafter, he remained together with us untill he breathed his last.

7 thoughts on “The Magic of White Garments”

  1. ‘Non has the right to be worshipped except Allah, alone, without partner,to Him belongs all sovereignty and praise, and He is over all things omnipotent.’

    God bless u.

  2. that’s beautiful and i find that soo cute, subhan’Allah the love these ppl develope, if only this could happen now days. to stay close to those who influence you in a good way, the compnay of the pious.

  3. Alhamdullilah for sharing tis beautiful story.
    May Allah swt accept this from you. I was a Christian and reverted to Islam and feel so grateful for the people whom Allah swt allowed to influence my decisions. I continue 50 years later to appreciate whatever they taught me of al Islam.

    When I was a 12 year old student, it was my middle school teacher who taught our class about the so-called “Mohammedans belief in one God”, the Black Stone and the Kaaba, contributed to my first interest in Islam. He was Jewish-American and was not a Muslim, he instructed his 6th grade class on Islam. The fact that he spoke so respectfully about the people who believed in One God remained in my mind. Much of what he shared about the faithful remains with me today. I pray Allah swt guided him to Islam.

    Later in my life before reverting, I saw Muslim women in beautiful white garments going to the mosque in San Francisco. I was elated at their gracefulness and that they covered. A brother gave me a hand-written transliterated form of Al Fatiha taught me the importance of offering Salat. I remember and pray often for him. Behaviors such as these continued to influence the minds of those seeking the truth. We must strive to be like the Believers in the post and love the newcomers to Islam. I thank Allah swt for making me a Muslim and for all who helped me to this truthful way of life.

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