There is a story of a cliffhanger, determined to reach the summit of a high mountain. After years of preparation, he began his adventure. Only he journeyed alone, because he wanted all his glory. He began his ascent, and as daylight faded, he decided to continue climbing. The night fell heavy as he was overcome by total darkness. The moonlight and starlight were hidden within the clouds. There was zero visibility. He was only a few meters away from the summit when he slipped climbing a ridge and fell off, falling at frightening speed. While falling, he could only see shadow like figures in the darkness and felt the tug of gravity pulling him down. In those anguishing moments, he saw his life pass before his eyes. He thought death was near when suddenly he felt the tightening of the rope around his waist that tied him to a nail embedded in the rock wall of the mountain.

In desperation, suspended in mid-air he screams--"God, please help me!"

Then unexpectedly a deep voice from heaven responds --"What would you have me do?"

"Save me"

"Do you really think I can save You?"

"Of course my Lord!"

"Well then, cut the rope"

There was a moment of silence, and then the man tightened the rope around his waist. The mountain team tells a story of a man they found frozen to death, his hands wrapped firmly around a rope tied to his waist... HANGING TWO FEET FROM THE GROUND...

So, how tight are your ropes. Would you let go?

I am the Lord your God, who holds your right hand, and I tell you, "don't be afraid. I will help you."-Is.41: 13-