September 30, 2010 Hollywood, Florida
It was already mid-morning and I had handled a list of calls, including a call to my mother who lives 1,500 miles away to say hello and see what she was doing today. We had a great chat, which we normally do, talking a bit about the latest headline she’s read in the newspaper and discussing the hottest political gossip. For someone who is 80+ in years, my mother is one of the most voracious readers I’ve known. She hasn’t had the confidence to join the technological age of the internet, but she reads several daily newspapers every day from cover to cover and thoroughly enjoys any magazine subscription we send to her. But then the amazing thing is that when I tell her how great it is she reads so much, she will comment that she does enjoy it, but she thinks it is sad that she is using up so much paper in the world that is being thrown away!!
Anyway, I had gotten into the thick of a long business day when the phone ran and it was my Mother’s number on caller ID. I almost let it go to Voice Mail, because I had just spoken to her less than an hour before. I decided I would answer, but make sure I didn’t take more than 3 minutes for the call.
“Hi, Mom. What are you doing.”
“Well, I know you’re busy, but I wanted to tell you what I just did.”
“Sure. What was that.”
“I was in the bedroom and was going to open the window so Pewter (the cat) could lay in the windowsill and enjoy the breeze. When I pushed the window up, I noticed a spider web outside that went from the eave of the house down somewhere below the window. It’s perfectly formed and the sun is showing through it…..”
and she proceeded to share in great detail of the web, the spider poised in the middle of the web, the breeze that was shifting the web in the morning sun, and while she was talking, I came to an abrupt halt in what I was doing. I stopped typing on my computer, shut off the extra monitor, put my cell phone on vibrate, and told the world to just stop for a minute.
For 10 minutes, my mom and I talked about a spider web. About how perfect it is. Wondering why God even made spiders. How fragile a web is, but how effective it is. I observed that it is funny how a spider will weave and weave and weave to create his web… a breeze, a hand, one of a multitude of daily events come along and immediately destroy all of his work. But the spider spends no time cursing God for erasing the work he has done. The spider just begins again to build another spider web. A web just as fragile. A web just as vulnerable.
I am so blessed. I have the greatest family in the world. Today, as I weave my work, I am not going to worry about whether it is going to last through tomorrow. I am going to work as best as I can, enjoying the day for what it is. I serve a glorious God. A magnificent God. Who created this universe with such complexity. I am reminded of a scripture:
For since the creation of the world, God’s invisible qualities – His eternal power and divine nature – have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse.