Faith is not for the weak. It is for the strong. Surrendering to a higher force is easy when you are left with nowhere else to turn.

In those last moments as you dangle over the precipice high above the jagged rocks below and watch the rope as it frays and slowly but inevitably begins to give way, there will be few who will not be moved to call out to something — anything — bigger than themselves. People call to something they can’t see or hear but know in those final moments must be there. In their despair, they will finally put faith to the test: “God, please help me!”

Why not? You are only hedging your bets. You have nothing left to lose. The rope is breaking, and you are going to fall to your death. And if you surrender to a higher power in those final moments, you might be saved by spiritual intervention, a passerby, a grassy ledge, or some form of miracle. Or you could still fall.