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Grindstone of Glory

Funneling

                The story below can be further improved with funneling technique. Can you do it?

                There was a man who, one pitch-dark night, had drunk way too much he could hardly walk. As luck would have it, he fell off a ravine.

                As he fell down the ravine he came to his senses and began grasping on outgrowth until he got hold of a strong vine and hold on for dear life.

                As he hung on that vine he looked around but saw nothing due to extreme darkness. In desperation he shouted, “Lord! Help me!”

                Then wonder of wonders happened. A voice answered back.

                “Let go of the vine”

                “Lord is that you?” The man asked in amazement.

                The voice though ignored his question but commanded again. “Let go of the vine.”

                “Are you crazy?” was the man distraught reply. “If I let go, surely I will fall to my death.”

                A deafening silence was all the answer he got, and so the man held on tighter to the vine.

                Two hours passed, and the man’s strength was ebbing fast. So in utter hopelessness, he once again shouted. “Lord! Help me!”

                Again, the booming reply was “Let go of the vine?”

                “You don’t really care, do you?” he said, and held the vine with all his remaining strength.

                Silence reigned once again and the man fell asleep but the instinct to survive was even stronger in his sleep and he held on!

                At dawn break, the man awoke and at once shouted for help and the same help was offered.

                “What kind of God are you?” The man asked smarting with hurt feelings. “I asked for help, yet all you did is order me to let go of the only support I have.”

                “Ok,” the voice answered knowingly, “why don’t you look down.”

                The man did look down and in surprise of what he saw, he had let go of the vine.

Miraculously he was unharmed but was able to scramble on his feet readily.

“So?” the voice inquired.

“Ah…sorry Lord” The man sheepishly answered. “I never thought it’s only three feet deep!”

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