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Hey, I'm writing to you with a heavy heart, feeling like I'm at the end of my rope. My family's future is hanging in the balance, and I'm struggling to keep everything together. I'm the only one working, and it's getting tough to make ends meet. I've been putting off asking for help, thinking I can handle it on my own, but the truth is, I need support. I've been working tirelessly, juggling multiple tasks, trying to provide for my family. But it's just not enough. The weight of responsibility is crushing me, and I'm feeling like I'm failing my loved ones. My parents are struggling, and I want to make them proud, give them a comfortable life, but it's hard when I'm struggling to keep up with everything on my own. I'm reaching out to you, hoping you'll understand my situation and lend a helping hand. Any support, whether it's financial, guidance, or just a listening ear, would mean the world to me. I'd be forever grateful if you could help me out. I'm not asking for much, just a little help to get things sorted out. I promise I'll work hard, do whatever it takes to repay you, and make sure my family is taken care of. I just need this one chance to get things right. Please, if you can, help me out. My family's counting on me, and I'm counting on you. I'm desperate, and I don't know where else to turn. Any help would be a lifesaver, and I'd be forever in your debt 😔. I'm hoping you'll consider my plea and come to my aid. I'm waiting anxiously for your response, hoping for a glimmer of hope in these dark times. Thank you for taking the time to read my message. May God bless you for your kindness and generosity 🙏.

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Building A Masjed- Mohamad Ali Daaboul

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Building A Masjed- Mohamad Ali Daaboul
محمد علي دعبول يبلغ من العمر 17 عامًا فقط… شابًا مليئًا بالحياة، بالإيمان، وبالأحلام. في يوم ماراثون بيروت، وعلى بُعد كيلومترات قليلة من خط النهاية، سقط على الأرض فجأة. بقي ممددًا لما يقارب 30 دقيقة دون إسعاف حقيقي… دون استجابة طبية عاجلة… دون جهاز إنعاش (AED) قد ينقذ قلب شاب كان لا يزال ينبض بالحياة. وبينما كان يصارع بين الحياة والموت، استمر السباق… واستمر الاحتفال… وكأن شيئًا لم يحدث. كانت والدته تشارك في الماراثون نفسه، لا تعلم أن ابنها كان يحتضر. وجدته لاحقًا على الأرض، والعداؤون يحاولون إنعاشه بقلوب مرتجفة. وعندما وصلت سيارة الإسعاف أخيرًا، لم تكن مجهزة، ولم يكن فيها جهاز إنعاش، ورفضت حتى أن تنقل والدته معه. رجلٌ غريب من منزل قريب كان أرحم، فأخذ الأم بسيارته إلى المستشفى. هذا الألم سيبقى في قلب عائلته ما حيوا. لكن محمد علي لم يكن مجرد شاب يركض… كان قلبه معلقًا بالمسجد. لم يكن يترك صلاة. كان يحفظ القرآن. كان قريبًا من الله. وكانت آخر صلاة له هي الفجر — صلاها في أرض الماراثون قبل أن يبدأ السباق. قال رسول الله ﷺ: «إذا مات ابن آدم انقطع عمله إلا من ثلاث: صدقة جارية، أو علم يُنتفع به، أو ولد صالح يدعو له». واليوم بين أيدينا فرصة أن نهدي محمد علي صدقة جارية تبقى له في قبره نورًا ورحمة — أن نبني مسجدًا باسمه. تخيلوا كل أذان يُرفع، وكل سجدة تُسجد، وكل آية تُتلى، وكل دعاء يُبكى به داخل هذا المسجد، يكون نورًا له في قبره ورفعةً في درجاته. وقال رسول الله ﷺ: «من بنى لله مسجدًا بنى الله له بيتًا في الجنة». فلنبنِ له هذا البيت… لنجعل من هذه الفاجعة بابًا للرحمة. تبرعوا بما تستطيعون، فوالله ما عند الله لا يُقاس بحجم المبلغ بل بصدق النية. وإن لم تستطيعوا التبرع، فانشروا الرسالة وادعوا له دعاءً صادقًا من قلوبكم. نسأل الله أن يغفر له، ويرحمه، ويوسّع قبره نورًا، ويرفعه إلى أعلى درجات الفردوس ويجعل هذا المسجد صدقةً جاريةً له و لكل من ساهم إلى يوم القيامة WHISH OR WESTERN UNION: Wael Daaboul +961 3 800 379 Mohamad Ali Daaboul was only 17 years old. A boy full of life, faith, and dreams. On the day of the Beirut Marathon, just kilometers away from the finish line, he collapsed and fell to the ground. He laid there for nearly 30 long minutes without proper medical help — no immediate ambulance, no AED, no urgent care rushing to save him. Even though he died, the marathon continued, the celebration continued ,the finish line remained open. His mother was running that same race, unaware that her son was on the ground. She later found him on the ground, surrounded by runners desperately trying to perform CPR. When an ambulance finally arrived, it was not equipped with an AED. It was not prepared. It even refused to take his mother with him. A stranger from a nearby home showed more mercy and drove her to the hospital himself. This is the pain his family now carries every single day. Mohamad Ali was not just a runner. He was a young man attached to the masjid. He never missed his prayer. His heart was connected to Allah. He was memorizing the Qur’an. And his last prayer was Fajr — prayed on the field before the marathon began. The Prophet ﷺ said: “When a person dies, his deeds come to an end except for three: ongoing charity (Sadaqah Jariyah), beneficial knowledge, or a righteous child who prays for him.” Today, we have the opportunity to give Mohamad Ali something that will continue for him in his grave — a masjid built in his name. Imagine every adhan called, every sujood made, every ayah recited, every tear shed in dua inside that masjid becoming light for him. This will be Sadaqa Jareya not only for him, but also for everyone who donates. The Prophet ﷺ also said: “Whoever builds a mosque for Allah, Allah will build for him a house in Paradise.” Let us build this house for Mohamad Ali. Let us turn this tragedy into mercy. Donate whatever you can — no amount is small in the sight of Allah. And if you cannot give, share this message and make sincere dua for him. May Allah grant him Jannat Al-Firdaws, expand his grave with light, and accept this masjid as eternal reward( SADAQA JAREYA) for him and for whoever helps. Ameen.

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