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.
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.
I'm hanging in there just counting down the days. I had a great time on my minivacation this past weekend. Spent some time at Becky's for Ally Claire's 1st birthday. And of course to just get away from it all. I'll have pics up soon of the pretty girl at her party and all the other wild children in the pools.
Monday, June 22, 2009
When your hut's on fire
Posted by Monica at 12:22 PM
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1 comments:
Love the story! How true are those words...and very comforting. I hope you had a fun weekend. Can't wait to see pictures!
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