Years ago, some poor fellow just like me must have found himself stranded on that island, and like me he thought he might stay there forever. But all that the island gave him by day, it took away again by night. To think how many hours spent with only meerkats for company. How much loneliness taken on. All I know is that eventually he died and the island digested him, leaving behind only his teeth. I saw how my life would end if I stayed on that island. Alone and forgotten. I had to get back to the world, or die trying.
No one has seen that floating island since, and you won’t read about those trees in any nature book. And yet, if I hadn’t found those shores, I would have died. If I hadn’t discovered that tooth, I would have been lost, alone forever. Even when god seemed to have abandoned me, He was watching. Even when He seemed indifferent to my suffering, He was watching. And when I was beyond all hope of saving, he gave me rest, then gave me a sign to continue my journey.
Life will give you a chance to rest. And when it comes, cherish it, cause it won’t be too long before you need to move on. The chance given you to rest could be obvious, but the one to let you move on is often unapparent, waiting you to find out. And the incentive to find out the signs lies within you.