The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed
feverishly for God to rescue him. Everyday 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.

The Moral of This Story:
It's easy to get discouraged when things are going bad, but we shouldn't lose heart,
because God is at work in our lives.... Even in the midst of our pain and suffering. Remember that the
next time your little hut seems to be burning to the ground. It just may be a smoke signal that
summons the Grace of God.

You got it brother. Good word for the day!

+1 and many more. How true it is, but it sure is hard to see that saving point sometimes. Just got keep the faith.