There was a mountain climber who slipped on a ledge and was about to plummet thousands of feet to his death, but as he started to fall, he grabbed a branch of a tiny, scraggly tree that was growing out of a crack in the face of the cliff. As he clung to the branch, the roots of the scraggly tree began to pull loose, and the climber was facing certain death. At that moment, he cried out to the heavens, "Is there anyone up there who can help me?" In reply, he heard a rich, baritone voice from the sky, saying: "Yes. I am here and I will help you. Let go of the branch and trust Me." The man looked up to heaven and then looked back down into the abyss. Finally, he raised his voice again and said, "Is there anyone else up there who can help me?
( R.C. Sproul )
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