His son falls into a well

Abu Ja’far Tabari Imami writes that once Imam Zainul Aabideen (a) was engrossed in his prayer when his son, Imam Muhammad Baqir (a) fell down in the well situated in their house. When his mother saw this she became restless and she said to Imam (a):
O son of Messenger of Allah, your son has fallen into the well.
Imam Zainul Aabideen (a) continued his prayers though screams and wails of his wife were reaching him. When he paid no heed to her, she said:
O Ahle Bayt of the Messenger, you are extremely hard- hearted. At last when he concluded his prayer he came to the edge of the well, inserted his hand and brought out his child. When Imam Muhammad Baqir (a) emerged from the well not even his clothes were wet and the strange fact was that the well was so deep that it was impossible to draw water from it, except with a very long rope.
After taking out his son from the well he said to his wife:
O one lacking certainty, here is your son! Do you not know that I was present in the court of the powerful ruler? Had I turned away my face from Him and turned my attention to my son, He would also have disregarded me. Do you know of anyone more merciful than God?

Abu Ja’far Tabari Imami writes that everyday Imam Zainul Aabideen (a) used to pray a thousand units of prayer in addition to his daily obligatory prayers.
Someone mentioned:
Your grandfather did not pray so much.
He replied: Be quiet, what am I to pray as much as him? I don’t pray in a year the prayers he offered in a single night.

Dalailul Imamah, Pg. 84.

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