My helmet got stuck in the bend while I was crawling on my belly. I guess I should mention that this was just wide enough for a person to crawl through, and was only 2 feet tall at the max. I wiggled and turned trying to get my helmet and the rest of my body unstuck. The more I wiggled, the more fear set in. I can remember freaking out thinking that they were going to have to use dynamite to blast me out of the cave. Nelson was in front pulling my arms, and Martha was in the rear pushing. It had to have been a sight to behold, but at the time I can assure you it was no laughing matter on my end. I WAS PANICKED...
You might ask me if I got out of that cave okay. To that I reply that I am fairly certain that over the last 17 years I have not been residing in that cave and therefore writing this Blog still stuck. However, things can tend to remain in the past and be stuck in our minds. I was never claustrophobic until that time. I now have no desire to be in tight spaces. I took my family this last summer to Mammoth Cave, and I can assure you that this experience was in the fore front of my mind the whole time.
How many times have you been stuck in that Horseshoe of Life? Did you panic? Are there still scars that remain from the past? Do you live in fear of this happening again? II Timothy 1:7 says, "God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of Power, Love, and a Sound Mind." It is very easy to fret and freak out when you are stuck in certain circumstances, however just know that you can lay there in patience. Wigging out and flailing all about is not going to unloosen you anymore than dynamite will. Keeping a level head and depending on others for help will.
Beware ahead of time for the Horseshoe Curve, and prepare yourself not to be stuck...