MANY ARE TRUSTING THE ROPE? (unknown)
They tell the story of a mountain climber, who
desired to conquer the Aconcagua Mountain in
Argentina, near the Chilean border.
The Aconcagua Mountain is the highest mountain in
the Andes, and the highest mountain in the western
hemisphere.
This man initiated his climb after years of
preparation.
This man decided he would climb this mountain all by
himself for he wanted all the glory to himself.
He knew better, so against all advice he went up
alone.
He started climbing and soon it was getting
later ... and later.
He did not prepare for camping, but decided to keep
on climbing higher and higher.
Then it got dark ... night fell with a great
heaviness at a very high altitude.
Visibility was zero.
Everything was black.
There was no moon, and the stars were covered by
clouds.
He had no sense of direction, alone and no direction?
As he was climbing a ridge at about 100 meters from
the top, he slipped and fell.
Falling rapidly he could only see blotches of
darkness that passed.
He felt a terrible sensation of being sucked in by
gravity.
He kept falling ...
and in those anguishing moments good and bad
memories passed through his mind.
He thought certainly he would die.
But then he felt a jolt that almost tore him in
half.
Like any good mountain climber, he had safely staked
himself with a long rope tied to his waist.
In those moments of stillness, suspended in the air
he had no other choice but to shout,
"HELP ME, GOD! HELP ME!"
...