A man tripped and fell off a cliff. Tumbling over the edge and plunging to certain death he grabbed hold of a shrubby bush sticking out of the rock. Dangling in space and filled with terror, he called out to above, “Is there anyone up there?”

A calm, powerful voice boomed out of the sky, “Yes, there is.”

The tourist pleaded, “Can you help me? Can you help me?”

The steady voice replied, “Yes, I can.”

“What do you want me to do?” The tourist pleaded.

“Let go of the bush, and you’ll be fine.” The deep voice instructed.

There was a long tense pause. The tourist then yelled, “Is there anyone else up there?”