into the city one had to cross the Nile River. Crossing the Nile itself was a blast. As we entered this little wooden ferry boat I could not help but think about the story of Moses. What must it have been like so many years ago for his Mother to place him in a papyrus basket, covered in tar and pitch? What must she have felt as she waited from a distance watching it among the reeds along the bank? Then as we rode along slowly in this ferry I was deeply encouraged thinking of the faithfulness of the God of Moses. That He had preserved his life in the midst of what could have easily been lost to such danger. Perhaps these thoughts and the reminiscent nostalgia of it all was what made this journey so memorable.
ning). That day a friend and I started off early with a bus ride to the banks of the Nile. From there we would cross by ferry and find a taxi from the eastern side. It was Friday and we were headed to Jummah Prayers. Off to visit the Mosque and see the University and its surrounding area. Crossing the city and labyrinth of Bazaar's turned out to be exciting. Along the way we met several nice Egyptians that engaged us in conversation. Once arriving at Al Azhar we washed up and went inside to look around. We shot a few photo's here and there and then went into the inner sanctuary. Just about then, the Grand Mufti of Egypt, Sheikh Ali Gomaa was beginning his Khootbah (Sermon). While my Arabi is limited, I could catch that he was sharing from this verse in the Qur'an: After the Khootbah and a short time of prayer everyone began to depart the inner sanctuary. I walked with my friend into the courtyard where we sat and spoke with several Egyptians. Finally, sitting on the Arabian carpets of Al Azhar and chatting with a local surgeon who gave me some medical advice for my back. I was most enriched to meet the people of Cairo. I will forever remember these moments.024.035 اللَّهُ نُورُ السَّمَاوَاتِ وَالأرْضِ مَثَلُ نُورِهِ كَمِشْكَاةٍ فِيهَا
مِصْبَاحٌ الْمِصْبَاحُ فِي زُجَاجَةٍ الزُّجَاجَةُ كَأَنَّهَا كَوْكَبٌ دُرِّيٌّ
يُوقَدُ مِنْ شَجَرَةٍ مُبَارَكَةٍ زَيْتُونَةٍ لا شَرْقِيَّةٍ وَلا غَرْبِيَّةٍ
يَكَادُ زَيْتُهَا يُضِيءُ وَلَوْ لَمْ تَمْسَسْهُ نَارٌ نُورٌ عَلَى نُورٍ يَهْدِي
اللَّهُ لِنُورِهِ مَنْ يَشَاءُ وَيَضْرِبُ اللَّهُ الأمْثَالَ لِلنَّاسِ وَاللَّهُ
بِكُلِّ شَيْءٍ عَلِيمٌ
024.035 Allah is the Light of the heavens and the earth. The Parable of His Light is as if there were a Niche and within it a Lamp: the Lamp enclosed in Glass: the glass as it were a brilliant star: Lit from a blessed Tree, an Olive, neither of the east nor of the west, whose oil is well-nigh luminous, though fire scarce touched it: Light upon Light! Allah doth guide whom He will to His Light: Allah doth set forth Parables for men: and Allah doth know all things. Al-Qur'an, 024.035 (An-Noor [The Light])
(The Museum of Egyptian Antiquities, off to the left. This photo was taken from
the balcony of our hotel.)Off in the distance is the Masjid of Md. Ali in the Citadel of Salahideen, Old Cairo. This photo was also taken from the same Balcony.

Al Azhar Al Sharif

Adrah Al Azhar
The courtyard of Al Azhar Masjid


Tahrir Masjid in the heart of Cairo.
1 comment:
Good job! I like your first hand perspective. It's like being there with you.
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