Chapter 4 – Read The Story (Find Suitable Word Meanings in The Vocabulary List)


Nabi ‘Isa [a] was very patient indeed. He tried again and again, and the wonderful signs of Allah did he show them.

He shaped a bird from clay and breathed life into it, and before all those who stood by, it flapped its tiny wings and swiftly flew away. He cured the sick and the blind and the leper, and with one touch of his blessed hand, all the pain would disappear. And before their very eyes he brought back to life the dead, with a prayer to Allah and to the heavens raising his head. And what is more is that a thousand people he fed, with a few fish and some pieces of dry bread.

All this He did with the power of Allah, the One Creator. All this was to be a sign to them, a sign that he was a true Prophet and Messenger.

The Jews with their priests and rabbis were wonderstruck, and like those before they were silent. Nabi ‘Isa [a] was indeed a Prophet of Allah, and that was clear as daylight, it was now quite apparent.

But there hearts had become corrupt, rotten to the core, and so despite the clear message they puffed their chests and said with a fearsome roar, “We will never believe in you O ‘Isa. We are better than you!” Hmm! I wonder who they sound like.

They continued, “We have been given so much more, more wealth and children and power and position, the most delightful gardens and each of us the loftiest mansion.”

Nabi ‘Isa [a] was sad, very sad indeed. They had disbelieved and rejected all the clear signs he had brought as well as the wonderful miracles. And what was stranger still is that they knew that he was true.

They laughed and mocked and often times at him threw heaps of filth, and all this because he had no power, or so they thought, nor a single penny of wealth.

And so Nabi ‘Isa [a] turned to the poor, whose hearts were tender and whose souls were pure. They did not boast nor were they proud, they were common folk, fishermen and carpenters, who were never boastful when they spoke. Some of them believed, they were his friends, the Helpers of Allah, the true followers of Nabi ‘Isa.

But amongst them was one who was not true, a single evil one. He had a plot, a plot so wicked, that it would destroy Nabi ‘Isa [a], or so he thought.

Wherever Nabi ‘Isa [a] went the people hurried and gathered around. Whenever he spoke the people listened to his every word, every little sound.


(For vocabulary, please see First Two chapters of this story)