A shipwreck survivor drifted to an uninhabited island. He kept praying, hoping there would be a boat come to rescue him.
But two days later, he was still there, he had not seen any boats around.
He did not know how long he had to stay there until he could be found by boats. So as a last resort, he finally built a simple shack.
One day when he was in the woods finding food for the day, he saw heavy smoke from his shack. He ran to the shack as soon as possible, but still too late, his only place was gone in the fire.
He lost all his hopes, he was sitting by the beach and asked God: “Did I do something wrong? Why did you take my shack away? Does that mean I deserve to die on this deserted island?”
Hours later, a big boat came to this island and rescued him, they said they saw the smoke from this island and they knew it’s an uninhabited island, so that must be a S.O.S from somebody.
