104. One Hundred-Fourth Sign

Once my younger son, Mubarak Ahmad, fell ill. He was experiencing a series of fainting spells. I was busy praying in the house beside him. A number of ladies were sitting near him when one of them suddenly cried out, ‘Now stop it [praying], for the child has died!’ At this, I came close to the child and placed my hand over his body and turned my attention to God Almighty, and after two or three minutes, the boy began to breathe and I could feel the beat of [his] pulse and the child came to life. Thereupon, it occurred to me that the raising of the dead by ‘Isa, peace be upon him, was also of this kind, but then the ignorant exaggerated it.