Rızk Allah’tandır. Ne kadar çalışırsan çalış, takdirin önüne geçemezsin. Allah rızkı dilediğine yayarda yayar. Yani dilediğine dilediği kadar çok verir. Dilediğinden de kısar. Yani az verir. Ölçülü verir. Kul helal dairesinde kaldığı müddetce, iktisat ettiği takdirde fakir olmaz. Zenginlik farklı, kifayetli rızık farklıdır. Biz namazlardan sonra yaptığımız duaların bir bölümünde “kifayetli rızk” isteriz. Bana öyle bir rızk ver ki, isyan ettirmesin. Başkalarının elinede baktırmasın. Bana yetsin. İbadetlerimi yapmama mani olmasın. Haramlar ibadetten feyz aldırtmaz.
“Herkese rızkını veren ve kimseyi unutmayan Allah’ım” seni hamdetmekten acizim. Sen kendini övdüğün gibi yücesin. Mülk onundur. Dilediğine mülkü verir. Dilediğinden de mülkü alır. Dilediğini aziz eder. Dilediğini zelil eder. Bütün hayırlar onun elindedir. Biz her şeyin hayırlısını isteriz. İbrahim aleyhisselam hayırlı evlat istemişti. Zekeriyya aleyhisselam temiz bir zürriyet istemişti. Bizde onların dualarının altına imzalarımızı atıp, “amin” demeliyiz. Allah’ımızın taksimatına razı olup, ahiret yurdu için çalışmalıyız.
Dünyanın en zengin insanı olsan karnın doyuncaya kadar yiyeceksin. Bütün elbiseler senin olsa bir takım giyinebilirsin.Bütün arabalar senin olsa bir tanasine binebilirsin. Ne kadar yaşarsan yaşa ecelin kadar yaşarsın. Sen bu dünyayı imar et. Fakat bu dünyada kalmayacaksın. Dünyadan ziyade kalpler kazanmaya bak.
İzmir’de pideci Ömer abi vardı. İslami duyarlılığı olan birisiydi. Dükkanına islami gazeteler alır. Gelenlere dilinin döndüğünce dini bilgiler anlatırdı. Bazen müşteriler abi sen çorbanı veya pideni verde biz işimize gideceğiz derlerdi. O heyacanlı heyacanlı anlatmaktan bıkmazdı. Bazen elimi tutar bırakmazdı. Tabi, öyle değil mi.. gibi banada tasdik ettirmek isterdi. Her şeyden önce samimi bir müslümandı. Bir gün yine gelen müşterilere bir şeyler anlatıyor. Onlar dedi ki, arkadaş biz seni dinlemek istemiyoruz. Sen pidemizi ver, yeter. Eğer bir daha bize bir şeyler anlatmaya kalkarsan senin dükkanına gelmeyiz, dediler.
Bak müşterileri kaçırıyorsun. Ömer abi bu, durur mu.. Onlarda yemeklerini yemeden çekip gittiler. Onlar farklı düşünen insanlardı. Ömer abinin yaptığı doğru mu, yanlış mı.. Onlara gelmezseniz gelmeyin. Benim rızkımı siz mi veriyorsunuz. Rabbim isterse şu dağın arkasından bana rızkımı gönderir, dedi. Onlar gittiler. Bana dedi ki, hocam çayları doldurayım da içelim.. “Nasipse gelir Hint’ten Yemen’den, nasip değilse ne gelir elden.” Çaylarımızı yudumlarken, daha bardakları bitirmedik. İki üç adam geldi. Ömer abi… buyurun, nasıl yardımcı olabilirim. Biz pide yaptırmak istiyoruz.. Tamam yapalım… Ne kadar yüz, yüz elli…ne? Ömer abi, abi siz kaç kişisiniz? Biz sipariş almaya geldik. Şu dağın arkasından geliyoruz. Yol çalışması yapıyoruz.. Anlaşırsak yemekleride senden yeriz, dediler. Anlaştılar… Bilemiyorum, ne kadar geldiklerini.. Ömer abinin borcunun kalmadığını biliyordum… İlerde başka şeylerden dükkanını kapatmıştı.
Allah isterse dağın arkasından rızkını gönderir. İnan sen samimi olursan, seni yaratan seni sıkmaz. Başkalarına da muhtaç etmez.
Zamanın padişahlarından birisi günden güne erir. “Bir deri bir kemik” tabiri zayıf düşer. Hangi doktoru çağırdılarsa çare bulamazlar. Ariflerden birisi der ki, senin hastalığının çaresi dünyada gamı tasası olmayan birisinin iç gömleğini giyeceksin. Vezirler, yardımcılar ülkeye dağılırlar. Kime sorsalar. Bir dokun, bin ah işit. Ümitsiz bir şekilde geri dönerlerken dere kenarında mendil sofrasını açmış yarım gömlekli birisini görürler. Yanına yaklaşınca bir de ne görsünler. Bir baş soğan, biraz kuru ekmek, güneşte ılımış su.. Hemşerim senin derdin var mı? Ne derdi.. Ben günahlarımdan başka dert bilmem. Senin hiç tasan, üzüntün, gamın yok mu? Niye olsun .. Dünya benim değil ki.. Ben garip bir yolcuyum.. Soframı açtım, karnımı doyurdum, yoluma devam..
Dünyada böyle değil mi? Niye tasalanayım ki, der. Bize iç gömleğini verirmisin. Veriririm vermesinede, benim hayatımda hiç iç gömleğim olmadı. Huzur sultanlıkta, hanlıkta değil.. Huzur gönül tokluğunda. Gönül zenginliğinde. Herkese kardeş gözlüğü ile bakabiliyormusun. Dünyaya aşırı hırs ve tamah etmiyormusun. Senden bahtiyar kimse yok. Rızık onun yüce kudretindedir. Sen çalış, işini takip et. Her zaman, dünyalık olarak kendinden aşağıda olanlara bak. Allah’ımızın yanında dünyanın değeri sivrisineğin kanadı kadar bile olmadığını bil. Yaşamak için değilde, birde yaşatmak için yaşa.
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“What are you now, son?” “Damn it, son! Damn it! Damn it, you hit the mirror above the sink!” His father shouts as the bullets of cum shoot forth from his son’s cock and hits the adjacent mirror directly in front of the porcelain bathroom thrown.
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“I think all of us were sprouting wood, today, dad.” He says. “Coach even noticed how hard we all were.” His father kicks the shoes from his feet and slides his khaki pants off, while still holding, the resistant nut-sac of his virile son in his right hand. He is now as naked as his 17-year-old son.
The sound of the shower echoes throughout the empty house. The bathroom door is open. He knows he has privacy. He is alone. No older brother. No father. Or mother. It is just him. “Stoke your cock while you sniff that jock.”
“Lookin’ good, son. Lookin’ good.” His dad says over the stream of the warm cleansing water as it caresses his mature man body. He looks down. And then smiles at his dad.
“Dad! Dad!” His son says in a straining voice. “Release me?” “You have not fucked, have you, my son? Have you?” His father asks, as he readjusts the cock covered and swelling in his khaki pants. “I thought as much.”
“You have not fucked, have you, my son? Have you?” His father asks, as he readjusts the cock covered and swelling in his khaki pants. “I thought as much.” After I serve daddy’s left one, I was about to move to the right foot. While He stopped me, stood up, and walked towards the couch, he said “Crawling right after me.” I followed daddy. My nose was where daddy’s ass was. I was staring at that crotch while I was crawling, and I didn’t realize daddy stopped one of a sudden in front of the bathroom. My nose is slightly right into that dreaming ass crack.
His father steps into the shower, turning on the water. As he soaks and lathers himself up under the lukewarm stream of water, he fondles his cock and balls. His cock soon mimics that of his son. The pre-cum leaks, like a babbling brook, from the boy’s erect and pulsing cock, depositing its tiny droplets of juice onto the arm-hairs of his proud father. His father squeezes the nuts of his son, tighter and tighter, releasing more of the youthful essence.
“Nope.” He says. Flatly. As he runs his hand over his still steely-hard length of his curved cock. His son bucks on the lid as he turns beet red from his carnal machinations.
“You lettin’ the beard grow on your face, I see, son?” His father asks him, as his head bumps up under the chin of his towering son. “Thinkin’ ‘bout it.” He answers. “I want to show the world that I am a man, like you. Father.”
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“I’m am nearly 6 foot 2 inches tall, dad. I weigh 210 lbs. I think, dad. At least I was the last time we were weighed at football practice.” The son says. “Much bigger than you, I should say.” He lifts his head from its bowed stance and looks into the eyes of his father wanting some acknowledgement.
His father steps into the shower, turning on the water. As he soaks and lathers himself up under the lukewarm stream of water, he fondles his cock and balls. His cock soon mimics that of his son. “Last I measured, I was nearly eight inches, dad. Maybe more. I may be even bigger, who knows.” He answers nonchalantly.
His son bucks on the lid as he turns beet red from his carnal machinations. “Stoke it, boy! Stroke it! Stroke that beautiful cock!” His father demands as his own cock draws on the wet interior of the glass enclosure shower. “Pound it harder, boy! Pound it harder!”
“What…huh…what, dad?” He asks, puzzled by the question from his dad. As his cock is mere inches from his dad’s face.
Garrett resumes the fondling of his cock while he takes long drawn-out whiffs from his sweat, piss and cum stained jockstrap.
“That you are, son. You are busting at the seams with your youth and muscles. Rippled from those vigorous physical workouts and stroking sessions. I bet.” His dad says. “You are gonna hafta to take care of that or you are gonna be miserable. You know that son, doncha. You know, I am right.”
“Maybe his dad is right.” He thinks to himself as he continues with his intense fondling of his fiery red cock.
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“That you are, son. You are busting at the seams with your youth and muscles. Rippled from those vigorous physical workouts and stroking sessions. I bet.” His dad says. “You are gonna hafta to take care of that or you are gonna be miserable. You know that son, doncha. You know, I am right.”
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