In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
Mawaddah Association is pleased
To present to you pictures from the lives of the Companions
By Abd al-Rahman Rafat al-Basha
May God have mercy on him
Uqba bin Amer Al-Juhani, may God be pleased with him
This is the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, reaching the outskirts of Yathrib
After a long period of eagerness and anticipation
And here they are, the people of the good city
They crowd in the paths and on the roofs of houses
They shouted loudly with joy at meeting the Prophet of Mercy
And his friend
Here are the little girls of the city
They come out with tambourines in their hands and longing in their eyes
Echoing trills
The full moon is upon us
From the folds of farewell
We must be thanked
What he calls to God is called for
This is the procession of the Holy Prophet moving between the rows
A masterpiece of longing
And surrounded by eager hearts
Tears of joy and smiles of happiness are scattered around him
But Uqba Ibn Amer Al-Juhani
He did not witness the procession of the Messenger of God, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him
He was not happy to be received by the recipients
This is because he had gone out to the desert with his spoils
To take care of her there
After the anger became intense for her and she feared death
It is all the debris of the world he has
But the joy that overwhelmed Medina
It soon spread to its valleys, near and far
It shone in every good spot
Its tidings reached Uqba Ibn Amer Al-Juhani
He is with his spoils far away in the desert
Let us leave the talking to Uqba Ibn Amer
To tell us the story of his meeting with the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
Uqba said
The Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, came to Medina
And I have my spoils to take care of
As soon as she heard the news of his arrival
Until I left her and went to him, without hesitating about anything
When I met him, I said:
Pledge allegiance to me, O Messenger of God
He said who are you?
I said Uqba Ibn Aamer Al-Juhani
He said, "Whatever I like to you."
You pledged allegiance to me, a Bedouin pledge of allegiance
Or the sale of immigration
I said, “Rather, a pledge of emigration.”
So the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, pledged allegiance to me
On what he pledged allegiance to the immigrants
I stayed with him one night
Then I went to my sheep
There were 12 men who converted to Islam
We live far from the city
Let us graze our sheep in its valleys
We said to each other
There is no good in us if we do not provide
On the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
Day after day
To give us understanding of our religion
We hear what is revealed to him from heaven
Let each one of us go to Yathrib every day
And let him leave his bottle for us
So we take care of it for him
So I said
Go to the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
One after another
And let the one who goes away leave his sheep to me
Because I was very sorry for my spoils
Than to leave it to anyone
Then my friends started to become one of them
After another on the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
And he leaves his sheep for me to take care of for him
So if he comes
I heard from them
I learned jurisprudence from them
But I soon came back to myself and said:
Woe to you!
Secure for spoils that neither fatten nor enrich
You miss the company of the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
And taking from him orally, without intermediary
Then I gave up my swag
I went to the city to stay in the mosque
Next to the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
Uqba bin Amer Al-Juhani had never thought of it
When he made this decisive and resolute decision
After a decade, he would become one of the greatest scholars of the Companions
And a reader from the elders of readers
And a prominent leader of the conquest
One of the numbered rulers of Islam
He wasn't just imagining
He gives away his spoils
He goes to God and His Messenger
He will be the vanguard of the army that conquers the nation of the world, Damascus
He takes a home for himself among its gardens and looks at Thomas’ door
It was not just a vision
That he would be one of the leaders who would open the Green Emerald of the Universe
Egypt
And he will become its ruler
He plans for himself a house at the foot of Mount Mokattam
These are all matters hidden in the conscience of the unseen
Only God knows it
Uqba bin Amer Al-Juhani joined the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
The shadow is necessary for its owner
He used to take the reins of his mule wherever he went
It is in his hands that we move
The Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, often followed him behind him
Until he was called Bardif, the Messenger of God
Perhaps the Holy Prophet descended upon him from his mule
To be the one riding
The Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, is the one who walks
An obstacle occurred, he said
I was taking the reins of the mule of the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, in some of the forests of Medina
He said to me
O obstacle, do not ride
I understood that I should say no
But I feared that this would be a disobedience to the Messenger of God
I said yes, O Prophet of God
So the Messenger got off his mule and I mounted
In compliance with his order
And make him walk
Then she soon left it
The Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, rode
Then he told me
Oh obstacle
Shall I not teach you two surahs the likes of which have never been seen?
I said, “Yes, O Messenger of God.”
So read to me
Say I seek refuge in the Lord of creation
And say, I seek refuge in the Lord of people
Then the prayer was held
So he went forward and prayed with them
And he said
Read them whenever you sleep and whenever you get up
Uqba said
I still read them, and my life continues
He made Uqba Ibn Aamir Al-Juhani
His concern is two things
Knowledge and jihad
He went to them with his soul and body
He gave them of himself
The most generous and generous allowance
As for the field of science
He became tired of Manahil
The Messenger of God is sweet wealth
Until tomorrow it is recited and updated
A hypothetical jurist
An eloquent writer and poet
He was one of the best people to recite the Qur’an
And when night fell
And the universe calmed down
Turn to the Book of God
He recites from His clear verses
So the hearts of the honorable companions listened to his recitation
And their hearts submit to Him
Their eyes overflow with tears from the fear of God
Omar bin Al-Khattab invited him one day
And he said
Show me something from the Book of God, O Uqba
And he said
Listen, O Commander of the Faithful
Then he started reciting to him whatever verses of the Wise Remembrance he could
Omar is crying
Until tears wet his beard
Uqba left a Qur’an written in his handwriting
This Qur’an remained until a long time ago
Located in Egypt
In the mosque known as Uqba bin Amer Mosque
It came at the end
Written by Uqba bin Amer Al-Juhani
This Qur’an of Uqba is one of the oldest Qur’an found on earth
But it lost, among other things, our precious heritage
We are ignorant of it
As for the field of jihad
It is enough for us to know that Uqba bin Amer Al-Juhani
He witnessed with the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, Uhud and the battles that followed
And he was one of the bravest commandos
Those who endured the day of the conquest of Damascus were the most dreadful and greatest calamity
Abu Ubaidah bin Al-Jarrah rewarded him for his good performance
That he sent him a good tidings to Omar bin Al-Khattab in Medina to give him good news of the conquest
He stayed for eight days and nights
From Friday to Friday
It feeds traffic without interruption
Al-Farouq even heralded the great conquest
Then he was one of the leaders of the Muslim armies that conquered Egypt
So the Commander of the Faithful rewarded him, Muawiyah bin Abi Sufyan
By making him governor for three years
Then he directed him to invade the island of Rhodes
In the Mediterranean Sea
Uqba bin Aamir al-Juhani was very passionate about jihad
He was aware of the hadith of jihad in his heart
He specialized in narrating it to Muslims
And he was always good at shooting
Even if he wanted to be distracted, he would be distracted by shooting
When Uqba bin Amer Al-Juhani fell ill, he died
He is in Egypt
He gathered his sons and advised them
My son, I forbid you to do three things, so keep them
Do not accept talk about the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
Except for those who trust him
And do not borrow, even if you wear the cloak
And do not write poetry
So distract your hearts from the Qur’an with it
When death overtook him
They buried him at the foot of Mokattam
Then they went to his estate to search it
So he left behind seventy-few bows
With each bow a horn and arrows
He advised them to work for the sake of God
May God bless the face of the reader, the scholar and ghazi Uqba bin Amer Al-Juhani
And reward him on behalf of Islam and Muslims with the best reward