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حدثت هذه القصة في أسواق العويس بالرياض . يقول أحــــــد الصالحين : كنت أمشي في سيارتي بجانب السوق فإذا شـــــاب يعاكس فتاة , يقول فترددت هل أنصحه أم لا ؟ ثم عزمت علــى أن أنصحه , فلما نزلت من السيارة هربت الفتاة والشاب خـاف توقعوا أني من الهيئة ,فسلمت على الشاب وقلت : أنا لســــت من الهيئة ولا من الشرطة وإنما أخٌ أحببت لك الخير فأحببـــت أن أنصحك . ثم جلسنا وبدأت أذكره بالله حتى ذرفت عيناه ثــم تفرقنا وأخذت تلفونه وأخذ تلفوني وبعد أسبوعين كنت أفتــش في جيبي وجدت رقم الشاب فقلت: أتصل به وكان وقت الصباح فأتصلت به قلت : السلام عليكم فلان هل عرفتني , قال وكيــف لا أعرف الصوت الذي سمعت به كلمات الهداية وأبصرت النور وطريق الحق . فضربنا موعد اللقاء بعد العصر, وقــدّر الله أن يأتيني ضيوف, فتأخرت على صاحبي حوالي الساعة ثم ترددت هل أذهب له أو لا . فقلت أفي بوعدي ولو متأخراً, وعندمــــــا طرقت الباب فتح لي والده . فقلت السلام عليكم قال وعليكــــــم السلام , قلت فلان موجود ...

فأخذ ينظر إلي , قلت فلان موجـود وهو ينظر إلي باستغراب قال يا ولدي هذا تراب قبره قد دفنــاه قبل قليل . قلت يا والد قد كلمني الصباح , قال صلى الظــهر ثم جلس في المسجد يقرأ القرآن وعاد إلى البيت ونام القيلولـــــة فلما أردنا إيقاظه للغداء فإذا روحه قد فاضت إلى الله . يقــــول الأب :ولقد كان أبني من الذين يجاهرون بالمعصية لكنه قبــــل أسبوعين تغيرت حاله وأصبح هو الذي يوقظنا لصلاة الفجــــر بعد أن كان يرفض القيام للصلاة ويجاهرنا بالمعصية في عقــر دارنا , ثم منّ الله عليه بالهداية .


ثم قال الرجل : متى عرفت ولدي يا بني ؟
قلت : منذ أسبوعين . فقال : أنت الذي نصحته ؟ قلت : نعم
قال : دعني أقبّل رأساً أنقذ أبني من النار

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