A man went out for hunting. He loved to hunt only bears. As the man trudged across the jungle searching for the bears, he got upon a big and sheer hill. As he thought that there might be bear on the other part of the mount, so he climbed up the sheer predispose and, just as he was pulling himself up over the previous projection of rocks, an enormous bear met him.
Violently the bear roared. It made the man so frightened that he could not keep the balance. He chopped down the mount with the bear close behind. As he fell down the mount, he mislaid his arms. When he lastly blocked at the base, he realized that his leg had been broken. Escape was not possible. So he (who was not religious at all) prayed, “God, if you turn this bear into Christian I would be glad with what you grant me for the future of my life.”
The bear was no more than three feet away from the man when it stopped dead in its tracks... looked up to the heavens quizzically... and then fell to its knees and prayed in a loud voice, "O Lord, bless this food of which I am about to partake."