He was screaming and while sobbing related what had happened. She could not make head or tail of it. When he quietened some, still intermittently sobbing softly with awe and fear, the tale unfolded………..
They were shepherding, it was broad daylight and the sheep were grazing quietly and then this ………….man? being? came and split open his foster brother’s chest, took out his heart and washed it, and put it back in his chest and his foster brother’s chest closed as if no harm had come to it.
She held her sobbing son to her……….and thought to herself of her foster child and peace came upon her: ………so that was the explanation of this wondrous orphan child.
His presence had brought such barakah and blessings to their home and their sheep. The milk, she could not understand the milk…….. it flowed as if it would never end. She had known then that he was someone blessed, and now she was sure of it.
Bibi Haleema disentangled herself from her sobbing son, and went in search of her foster child………
Who was this blessed child and who had come to him and opened his chest?
Excerpted from Martin Lings biography of the Prophet (PBUH) titled “Muhammad” (peace and blessings be upon him)
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