spider’s web

September 16, 2009 at 12:49 pm (Uncategorized)

i sit flannel-clad on the steps of my home staring at the finely tuned webbing of  a spider’s masterpiece. newborn sunlight takes baby steps across the threaded strands–glinting white. the spider hangs, his work finished, from a nearby post. resting.

he took a risk, webbing his home here. against all odds: careless hands swiping away hours of intricate sewing, the bugs being few or none in this foreign place. but still, against these odds, he wove. alone, through tenuous hours… knowing it was all he could do. and then, he waited.

he didn’t sit and rub hands together frantically. nor did he run around in haphazard commotion trying to feel productive. rather, he sat, and waited. trusting.

for him, it was a matter of life or death. he strung up his web that he might eat, and live.

for us, we work to pay bills and put food on the table. yet how many times in the off-hours do i find myself rubbing hands together, fretting? turning bleary eyes to heaven begging God to help, when he has already promised to do so?

all we can do is weave our webs. that is what God has put us here to do. and then, we are to wait. resting. relying on him to provide, that we might live.