A man was the sole survivor of a shipwreck and was stranded on a small uninhabited island. He prayed for rescue and built a small hut from driftwood. One day he returned to find his hut in flames, with all his possessions lost. In anger, he cried out to God asking how he could do this. The next day, a ship approached to rescue him. When asked how they knew he was there, the rescuers said they saw his smoke signal. The moral is that when your hut is burning, it may be a smoke signal summoning God's grace.
A man was the sole survivor of a shipwreck and was stranded on a small uninhabited island. He prayed for rescue and built a small hut from driftwood. One day he returned to find his hut in flames, with all his possessions lost. In anger, he cried out to God asking how he could do this. The next day, a ship approached to rescue him. When asked how they knew he was there, the rescuers said they saw his smoke signal. The moral is that when your hut is burning, it may be a smoke signal summoning God's grace.
A man was the sole survivor of a shipwreck and was stranded on a small uninhabited island. He prayed for rescue and built a small hut from driftwood. One day he returned to find his hut in flames, with all his possessions lost. In anger, he cried out to God asking how he could do this. The next day, a ship approached to rescue him. When asked how they knew he was there, the rescuers said they saw his smoke signal. The moral is that when your hut is burning, it may be a smoke signal summoning God's grace.
The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small,
uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and 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. 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 awakened 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. Remember, next time your little hut is burning to the ground, it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of God.
A po ndodh diçka shume e keqe ne jeten tende?
I vetmi mbijetues i nje anije te mbytur u nxorr i shperlare ne nje, ishull te vogel te pabanuar. Ai u lut me gjithe shpirt per Zotin qe ta shpetonte ate, dhe cdo dite ai shikonte ngultas horizonin per ndihme, por askush nuk u duk se po afrohej. I rraskapitur, ai me ne fund ia doli te ndertonte nje kasolle te vogel nga thupra qe ta mbroje ate nga dukuri natyrore, dhe per te ruajtur gjerat qe zoteronte. Por pastaj nje dite, pasi kerkoi per ushqim, ai arriti ne shtepi, dhe gjeti kasollen e tij te vogel ne flake, tymi po rrotullonte siper ne qiell. Dhe me e keqja ndodhi; cdo gje kishte humbur. Ai ishte i tronditur me dhembje dhe nervozim. “ Zot si mund te ma besh mua kete! ” ai qau. Diten tjeter heret, megjithate, ai ishte zgjuar nga zeri i nje anije qe po ju afronte ishullit. Kishte ardhur per ta shpetuar ate. “ Si e dinit ju qe ishta ketu? ” pyeti burri i loddhur shpetimtaret e tij. “ Ne pame sinjalin tend me tym, ” u pergjigjen ato. Kujtoni, heren tjeter kur kasollja jote po te digjet ne toke, mund te jete vetem nje sinjal tymi qe thirr hijeshine e Zotit.