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 himself from the elements, and to store his few possessions.
But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky.
The worst had happened. Everything was lost. He was stunned with grief and anger.
“God, how could you do this to me?” he cried.
Early the next day, however, he was wakened by the sound of a ship that was 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.
It’s easy to get discouraged sometimes when things appear to be going badly. But we shouldn’t lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering.
Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground, it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of God.
– Author Unknown
When one considers the manner in which life in these United States seems to be going, one would have to wonder if we have all gone mad.
Did you ever stop to think about hunger? I mean it is something we often take for granted. I mean we get hungry we eat. After a while we get hungry again. Some are more susceptable to hunger than others. Some can go through a day and not think about food. Others, myself included, enjoy a good meal. The smell of a steak sizzling on the fire or chili simmering on the stove. Yum Yum I can almost taste it now.
Thoughts and views as seen from the resident raptor. Reflecting on life and the world as I see it.
