"Is there anyone else up there?
A man had slipped over the edge of a cliff, and was hanging
onto a small twig, with both hands. The small twig, was the difference
between living and dying for the man.
He yelled, "HELP! Is there anyone up there?" and an ethereal voice
answered, "Just let go my Son, and I will gingerly, and safely lower you
to the ground."
The man looked up and saw nothing. He looked down at the ground
several hundred feet below. He looked up once again, and yells, "Is
there anyone else up there?"