The Rope

A mountain climber who desperate to conquer the Aconcagua (the largest mountain in South America), initiated his climb after years of preparation. He wanted the glory to himself so he decided to take on this quest alone. He started climbing and night fell heavy in the heights of the mountain and the man could not see anything. Zero visibility and the moon and the stars were covered by the 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. HELP ME!"

All of a sudden he heard a deep voice from heaven... "What do you want me to do?"
"SAVE ME," he shouts.
"Do you REALLY think that I can save you?" God says.
"OF COURSE, MY GOD."
"Then cut the rope that is holding you up," God says.
There was another moment of silence and stillness. The man decided to hold tighter to the rope. The rescue team says that the next day they found a frozen mountain climber hanging strongly to a rope... TEN FEET OFF THE GROUND!

And you? What is your rope in your life? How attached are you to your rope? Will you let go?