There’s this story I heard once of a man in a hole.
As he walked down the path, he suddenly fell.
He fell into a hole.
It was a very large hole, a very dark pit.
The walls were steep, the bottom was rocky.
There was no way out and no one to help.
A doctor came by, but didn’t know what to do.
So, he wrote a prescription and threw it right in.
A preacher walked by, and thought he knew best.
So, he prayed him a prayer, God would do the rest.
A friend came by and he knew what to do.
He jumped in the hole, now he was stuck too.
“What are you doing? Now we’re both stuck,”
Said the man in the hole.
Said the friend to his friend,
“I’ve been here before, this isn’t the end,
I know the way out.
Here, take my hand.”