the cruise ship goes down

[dr. underhill]

and a christian is the only survivor. clinging to wreckage he finally washes up on a deserted island. the first thing he does is build a bonfire that he can light if a rescue seems possible. seven long years go by, and finally he spots a ship in the distance. he lights the fire and at first it seems that it has not been spotted. but then the ship changes course to the island, drops anchor, and sends a boat. overjoyed he wades into the surf greeting his rescuers- "i am saved after seven years. i thought i would die alone on this island." one of his rescuers looks around noticing several huts. "you say you're alone here?" "Yes! totally alone for all these years." "Then what are all these huts for?" "Well, this one in front in my main hut. that's where i sleep. and the one behind that is my workshop where i have built everything you see. the one on that rise over there is my church where i go to worship god." and pointing his thumb over his shoulder at the last hut "and that's where i Used to go to church"