*Not Alone* The waves roared like a wounded beast, tossing the shattered remains of a once-great ship onto the shore. Among the wreckage, a little boy lay motionless, his small fingers curled around the sand, his face streaked with tears and seawater. He had no name to call, no hands to run into—his mother and father had been swallowed by the merciless ocean. A fisherman, weathered by years of struggle, found him at dawn. He knelt beside the frail child, his heart breaking at the emptiness in the boy’s eyes. Lifting him into his arms, he whispered, “You are not alone.” Years passed, and the fisherman became the boy’s father in love, though not in blood. He taught him to fish, to stand against the storm, and most of all, to believe. “Even in loss,” he would say, “God is with you. He is leading you somewhere greater—toward your divine assignment.” The boy grew strong, not just in body but in faith. One day, standing at the shore where his sorrow began, he realized the truth: his parents were gone, but he was never abandoned. He had been carried by unseen hands toward a purpose beyond the pain. And as the sun rose over the endless sea, he whispered back to the waves, “I am not alone. . . . #notalone #godiswithyou #healingwaves #purposeinpain #gracecarriesus #hopebeyondloss #divineassignment #faiththroughstorms #evangelistdavidoforiasante