July 11,2009 Itsy bitsy spider

Bible Verse of the day:What he trusts in is fragile ; what he relies on is a spider's web. Job 8:14

Happy Birthday:goes out to Kelsie Hodges and Becky McDaniel

Random thoughts: My thought for the day is a tribute to E.B. White who was born on this day in history. White is the author of "Charlotte's Web". Well, you get the idea. The size of a spider compared to man is so wee, but could you imaging if we were building his web, just how big it would be. It is so strong the web can catch a fly for the spider to eat. Raindrops can collect on the web, and if the sun comes out after the rain, sometimes there is a prism effect that gives such a beautiful rainbow .

The spider works hard to weave such an intricate design. The spider has different glands that extrude different types of silk to weave the web with, but the legs to all the knitting. If you have ever knitted, you know how hard it is to concentrate if you are trying to make a design. You have to give the project your undivided attention. I wonder, so does the spider?

The spider sets out with a specific goal and works endlessly to accomplish it. Do we? Do we...give up much to easily? Do we feel a sense of accomplishment when we complete a heavy task? Are we as strong as the spider? Are we as talented as the spider?

The spider is one of God's creatures(although not my favorite, and I know my daughter-in-law Kari simply freaks out over them), but we are a greater creation of God and we should have so many more capabilities. God never sends us out to do a task he doesn't equip us for. We may not think we are prepared, but God knows we can do it or he would not send us out.



Just a little folk lore legend for your reading posted below. Hope you enjoy.

One of God's weavers,
Vera

Christmas Spider Legend
On Christmas eve, a long time ago, a gentle mother was busily cleaning the house for the most wonderful day of the year... Christmas day, the day on which the little Christ child came to bless the house. Not a speck of dust was left. Even the spiders had been banished from their cozy corner on the ceiling. They had fled to the farthest corner of the attic.
The Christmas tree was beautifully decorated. The poor spiders were frantic, for they could not see the tree, nor be present for the little Christ child's visit. Then the oldest and wisest spider suggested that perhaps they could wait until everyone went to bed and then get a closer look.
When the house was dark and silent, the spiders crept out of their hiding place. When they neared the Christmas tree, they were delighted with the beauty of it. The spiders crept all over the tree, up and down, over the branches and twigs and saw every one of the pretty things.
The spiders loved the Christmas tree. All night long they danced in the branches, leaving them covered with spider webs. In the morning, when the little Christ child came to bless the house, he was dismayed! He loved the little spiders for they were God's creatures, but he knew the mother, who had worked so hard to make everything perfect, would not be pleased when she saw what the spiders had done.
With love in his heart and a smile on his lips, the little Christ child reached out and gently touched the spider webs. The spider webs started to sparkle and shine! They had all turned into sparkling, shimmering silver and gold.
According to legend, ever since this happened, people have hung tinsel on their Christmas trees. It has also become a custom to include a spider among the decorations on the Christmas tree.