Dear Little Web-Building Spider
DEAR LITTLE WEB-BUILDING SPIDER
God made you a great weaver.
You listen to God. You are aware of His presence.
Even though you cannot see well, you build your
home with many fine threads. You are creative.
You travel with God up canyons, through the meadow
grasses, up tree limbs, along the sides of huge rocks
and boulders. God created you, Little Spider, to
weave your web for His glory. You live alone, but
you are never lonely. You know God is always with
you. With a gentle whisper, He blows your web
around. You smile at God. You realize God loves you.
Are you not one of His meek-ones?
And didn't Jesus say the meek-ones will inherit the
EARTH
FOREVER?
Janet Marie Bingham
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