A prisoner sentenced to death & the power of his prayer

A prisoner sentenced to death and the power of his prayers When I went to give food, I saw him sitting in a corner of the cell praying. The sound of footsteps raised his eyes. Tearful eyes. Calm nature. Slow steady. The convicts were brought to this cell. And those like me whose hearts are as hard as stone are the ones who are assigned to guard this cell. The case against him is very strong. Accused of murder. The death sentence has been ordered in the lower court. Now, if the verdict is upheld in the high court, his execution will be effective. As harsh as my treatment of the accused. His demeanor is just as gentle. I have seen many murderers in my long thirty years of prison life. It can be recognized by the eyes of the killer. But his eyes are big and innocent. He greets me. Smith smiled a little with tears in his eyes. It's hard to believe - a man of such gentle nature could be such a terrible murderer. I ask directly - why did you commit the murder? He recited a verse from Surah Al-Ma'ida in Arabic and said in Arabic, And saving someone's life means that he saved the lives of the entire human race on earth. Then he said, "There is a hadith in Tirmidhi that says, 'Killing people is more disgusting to Allah than destroying the world.' So how can I commit such a heinous crime as killing people. Her voice is heavy. At the age of fifty-two, I realized for the first time that the heart of a person with a stone heart like mine also becomes soft. Well - then how did you get involved as the main accused in this murder case? Fact is true - an influential man has been murdered and coincidentally I was only a few steps away from this murder. Those who killed - they are more influential. And they survived by hanging a weak man like me and destiny brought me to this solitary cell. Your relatives did not try. The lawyers did not stand up for you. They are trying their best. There was a piece of land to save me - it was sold. The wife has become homeless with two young children. The old mother used to see less than before. Crying for me, the old mother's eyes no longer see the light. But justice, courts, courts, society, news are not for the weak like me. So, the faster I get hanged, the faster they all survive. But I know I'm innocent. So I have filed a petition in the high court. My high court is - my God. He is the best planner. If there is hanging in my destiny it will be. And if my release is written, so be it. Only God is the owner of my life and death. Everything I have left to my Lord. The next day his wife and two sons came to visit his mother. Everyone is crying incessantly. The old mother's hand is crawling on the faces of the two boys. The mother is kissing the boy's face, lips, cheeks, head. The father is kissing the faces of his two innocent children. For the first time in my long life as a prisoner, tears came to my eyes. The inside of the chest twisted. He said to his mother- I have left with the petition. In the high court. On the throne of God. This is as close as your hands to my mouth. She is a mother closer than him. He is very close. She is watching everything, mother. Nothing is out of his plan. I am an innocent mother like my two ignorant children. Belief in God I read a lot, heard a lot of stories. But this is the first time I have seen such conviction in my life. A few days passed. Whenever I go to give food. I see he is in Jainamaz. Or lying in prostration. An amazing thing happened before the final verdict was decided in the High Court. The man involved in the murder of this innocent man - his car was involved in a fatal accident. Wife and son died on the spot. He was rushed to hospital in a coma. After a few hours, he regained consciousness and found out that his wife and son had died in the accident. After hearing this, his condition worsened. He understands that everything in life is coming to an end fast. Wealth, wealth, house, power, nothing will be of any use to him. He will die at any moment. So, how can he take such a big sin to Allah by killing himself and hanging another person in a murder case. There is no other court, no High Court. Maybe he has done something good in life for which Allah has given him one last chance. Lying on his death bed, he started shouting - all lies, all lies. The truth is - Abdul Batin is innocent. And I am the killer. Abdul Batin was acquitted in court. Standing in court, I realized that God protects those who are innocent and those who deeply believe in God. I hugged him and said - the last day of my job as a prison guard is coming to an end. Tell me something you can remember for a lifetime. I picked up his words exactly below There is no one better than God. Ask him out well if he is no longer absorbed in the connection. God is not just a name or an imaginary being. He is a living reality. He is closer to man than the veins of his neck. And, Allah helps people in such a way that it is not possible to explain it with any wisdom of the world. Abdul Batin walks with his two children in his arms. Wife and mother in the back. I look with amazement at the miraculous signs of God. In Khartoum court that day, I did not see only Abdul Batin's faith. I just didn't see the power of his prayer. See the miraculous release of an innocent man