In the Spider’s Web
At first glance it seems trivial, just some dumb Spider webs. Walking around trying to photograph the fog on water, I begin to see more and more spider webs – they are everywhere!
This is how God speaks to me. He repeats and repeats, calling me, until I look up and remember that He is present and speaking.
Looking for Christ in Everyday Life is a challenging statement to put before people. I look for Him, and some days there is a profound revelation of His truth. More times than not, it is more like a child walking in a garden, with the father saying, “Look, see? Did you know, I made this for you? Come and walk with me.”
Today He is speaking and the cobwebs are His work of art that signals His presence.
I don’t know what the message is right away, but I recognize His style, so I begin snapping pictures of spider webs, and listening.
And the spider, she casts her net across the ground and dwells deep within it’s spin.
Water pellets and Flower petals crown her home with beauty.
Her inheritance to this world she holds beneath her belly to straddle as she walks. They will not leave her until the day of departure arrives. And she weaves on.
God is speaking.
I am amazed at the beauty before me. I marvel at my God who teaches the spiders to weave. Each weave a little different, yet a community of weavers creating their dwelling place.
I think about how the spider, like me, has created beauty in our home. I crochet, I decorate with flowers, and I collect sparkly things to catch the light around the house. So does she.
Despite the concern that I sound like a 60’s flower child, I do feel a connection to all that God has made.
I marvel at His genius creativity. Seeing the eye He has for the details of his work, and words rest silent inside of me. His world is so beautiful.
Words to an old hymn come to mind.
Oh, Lord my God, When I in awesome wonder, consider all the world thy hand has made…
If He has worked out so many details for the spider, who is here one season and gone the next, how much more important are the details of my life to Him?
Walking silently now, in awe of the beauty before me.
Humbled that I am called by name, called His child, called to look and see the display of His splendor in a Spider’s Web.
O Lord, our Lord,
How majestic is your name in all the earth!
You have set your glory
Above the heavens.
From the lips of children and infants
you have ordained praise because of your enemies,
to silence the foe and the avenger.
When I consider your heavens,
the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
which you have set in place,
what is man that you are mindful of him,
the son of man that you care for him?
You made him a little lower than the heavenly beings
and crowned him with glory and honor.
You made him ruler over the works of your hands;
you put everything under his feet:
all flocks and herds,
and the beasts of the field,
the birds of the air,
and the fish of the sea,
all that swim the paths of the seas.
O Lord, our Lord,
how majestic is your name in all the earth!