I walked to the garden after church on Sunday to gather some tomatoes for lunch. Nothing tastes quite as good on a summer day as a Tennessee tomato, especially little tommy toes, marinated in olive oil, vinegar, and maple syrup! Yum.
The critters like the garden as much as we do, so our son-in-law Nate surrounded it with both chicken wire and a 2″ x 4″ welded wire fence. As I climbed over the chicken wire and separated the other fence to get inside, my moose bracelet, which I wear almost every day, got caught in the chicken wire. All of me was stuck fast all because a little edge of a moose was caught on a little curve of chicken wire. I couldn’t go forward or back. I was stuck in an awkward position.
The moose wouldn’t budge and the chicken wire was pulling my bracelet down so tightly that I couldn’t get my fingers in the right position to unfasten it. I had not mentioned to Ray that I was going to the garden and I had not brought my cell phone, so I was in a bit of a pickle.
Finally my maneuvering jiggled the two pieces of metal apart — how I don’t know — and I was free again.
It’s no fun to be caught.
Sin is enticing at first — until you get caught. The best idea is not to get caught in the first place, but, if we do, God is waiting for us. He even provides people to get us back on track — if we will listen.
Brethren, even if anyone is caught in any trespass,
you who are spiritual,
restore such a one in a spirit of gentleness;
each one looking to yourself,
so that you too will not be tempted.