The miner was dragged out of the rubble of the mine.
Blinking in the unexpected light he was hauled before the cameras of the world. ‘God’s hand has plucked me from death,’ he explained. ‘I give thanks to God for saving me! I dedicate my life to the service of God!’
The dust-bedraggled rescuers, wiped the sweat and grime from their eyes and looked on.
Presumably God did not care about the ten of miners who had perished in the mine. Their prayers were obviously not fervent enough to prevent them being crushed and asphyxiated.