The only survivor of a shipwreck was washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for someone to rescue him and everyday he scanned the horizon for help, but none came.
He built a little hut out of driftwood to protect himself from the elements and to keep his few possessions safe. One day when he was out scavenging for food he returned to find his little hut in flames and smoke pouring into the sky. Everything seemed lost. Stunned with grief and anger, the man looked up to the sky and cried, “How could you do this to me?”
Early the next morning he was awakened by the sound of a ship approaching the island. “How did you know I was here?” the man asked his rescuers.
“We saw your smoke signal,” was the reply.