Author Unknown
They tell the story of a mountain climber who, desperate to conquer the Aconcagua, initiated his climb after years of preparation. But he wanted the glory to himself, therefore, he went up alone. He started climbing and it was becoming later, and later. He did not prepare for camping, but decided to keep on going.Soon it got dark. Night fell with heaviness at a very high altitude. Visibility was zero. Everything was black. There was no moon, and the stars were covered by clouds.
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. Yes! Like any good mountain climber he had 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!"
All of a sudden he perceived a voice from above... "What do you want me to do?"
"Save me please..."
"Do you really trust that I can save you?"
"Of course, God."
"Ok then, set free of the rope now and you will live to climb another day."
There was big bewilderment and a moment of silence and stillness. For several minutes, and then hours, the man held tightly to the rope pondering intently upon the voice he perceived. Finally, early in the morning, a team of rescuers found him and brought him home.
In an interview, the team leader of the rescuers said that they found the mountain climber hanging stiffly to a rope just about five feet off the ground near a cave... his body frozen to death.
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Trusting more on his own assessment of his situation instead of following the Lord's guidance, the mountain climber missed his chance of living to climb back some other day with success.
