An atheist is walking down a road along a precipice. Suddenly the stones under his feet crumble away and he falls down into the precipice. A small tree growing on rocks arrests his flight. Hanging by it with one hand, he thinks: Well, I have nothing to loose if I pray.
- Do you here me, O Lord?
All of a sudden there is a voice:
- I do.
- Save me, O Lord, and I will believe in You.
- No, I will not. You all say so and then do not believe.
- Please, very very honestly I will believe in You. I swear. Now it's done - I believe in You.
- Very good, I will save you. Let the twig go.
- You think I'm an idiot?
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