Help!! I'm Stuck !!

I had heard of people having the big head but my husband probably takes the cake.

When he was five years old, he was playing in the yard when he spied the iron wheel wagon that his dad used. The rear axle has two 2x4's coming to the coupling pole at an angle.

"Wow! I think it might be fun to just crawl down between those boards and that bar."

So, climb he did; feet first. What he didn't rea...lize was his head was too big to go between the 2 x 4's and he couldn't manuver his shoulders back up. He was stuck; good and stuck. He kept trying to get out and it was no use. Finally he gave up.

"Mom, Mom, I'm stuck ! Come get me out, Mom!"

Finally, Mom heard her son calling for help so out she ran.

"Oh, my Lord, Son! What on earth have you done?"

"Get me out, Mom! I'm stuck!"

There was nothing Mom could do to unstick him try as she might and John's dad was working out in the field.

Off Mom ran hoping to find Dad so he could get his Son out of this mess. Find him she did and they both ran back to the wagon, where Son was still stuck. Both Mom and Dad were so excited about Son being stuck, Dad didn't take time to find a buck saw but ran for his ax and begin chopping away at the 2 x 4. Mom was screaming all the time,

"You're gonna cut his head off!! You're gonna cut his head off!"

Fortunately , for all concerned the 2 x 4 was cut into and John dropped down to the ground.

"Boy, I'm never gonna do that again!", he said, sobbing, and he never did.

How many of us have done something that we shouldn't do? How many of us have been "stuck" in a situation we wish we had never tried? How many of us have said to God, "If you'll just get me out of this situation, I'll never do it again."

There was a time when David was in trouble. Possible it was a time when he was being hunted by King Saul, who wanted to kill him. During that time, David cried out to God to save him; to remove him from the trap he was in. In our time of trouble, do we cry out to God or do we try to take care of the matter ourselves?

“As I sink in despair, my spirit ebbing away,
you know how I’m feeling,
Know the danger I’m in,
the traps hidden in my path.
Look right, look left—
there’s not a soul who cares what happens!
I’m up against it, with no exit—
bereft, left alone.
I cry out, God, call out:
‘You’re my last chance, my only hope for life!’
Oh listen, please listen;
I’ve never been this low.
Rescue me from those who are hunting me down;
I’m no match for them.
Get me out of this dungeon
so I can thank you in public.
Your people will form a circle around me
and you’ll bring me showers of blessing!” Psalm 142:3-7 The Message