In a factory, a sign over the machines read, “When the Threads Get Tangled, Send for the Foreman.” One day the threads got tangled on one machine and the operator tried desperately to untangle them. Just then the foreman came along and asked, “Don’t you see the sign?” “Yes,” was the reply, “but I’m doing my best to take care of it myself.” “Doing the best you can,” came the answer, “always means sending for the foreman.” Doing our best with life’s tangled skeins means calling on the Great Overseer.