Thursday 1 October 2009

my house is on fire!

The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited
island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him. Every day he scanned
the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming.. Exhausted, he
eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him
from the elements, and to store his few possessions. One day, after
scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, with
smoke rolling up to the sky. He felt the worst had happened, and everything
was lost. He was stunned with disbelief, grief, and anger. He cried out,
"God! How could you do this to me?" Early the next day, he was awakened by
the sound of a ship approaching the island! It had come to rescue him! "How
did you know I was here?" asked the weary man of his rescuers. "We saw your
smoke signal," they replied.