Angels and Humans

I was just reading about our Rasulullah s.a.w and the first battle between the new Muslims and the Meccan Quraish, at Badr.

In the Quran, it was told that Allah had sent angels down to assist the vastly outnumbered Muslims (1 Muslim to 3 Quraish).

For secular thinkers (non-believers) the victory of the Muslims was attributed to the genius of Rasulullah s.a.w.

Historians generally agree that the Battle of Badr is the most important battle in the annals of Islam. Badr and other subsequent battles built up Prophet Muhammad's reputation in the Arab world and later spread the world over during the succeeding caliphate.

But, there were only that 300 Muslims in the world then. Today, there are probably more Muslims than any other religious followers in the world.

Prophet Muhammad said that one day there will be as many Muslims in the world as the foam on the seashore.

Like the foam, we are weak. Because, we no longer believe in ourselves. Because we believe that one day Allah will send angels down to fight our battles for us.

The question we must ask ourselves is, do we deserve it?.....

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