What will you weave?


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I have sat in wait for my prey,

Waiting and watching for the one

In whom I will devour.

But he has escaped, gone away from my web.

Now what has become of my crafty web?

Will it only become the threads?

Turning into cobwebs

Dangling from my lonely rooftop.

There will I sit like a lonesome bird,

Singing the songs of gloom and despair.

Spider: A spider’s skill at spinning threads into a web is one of nature’s miracles. The fragile web of a spider is used to demonstrate the folly of placing confidence in something other than the stable, dependable God (Job 8:14).

Spiders trap their victims in their webs and dissolve them with pre-digestive juices so they can be eaten.

Oil on the spider’s body keeps it from being entangled in its own web.

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Of all spiders, the Black Widow is the most feared. The female’s venom is especially poisonous to people. Despite its reputation, this spider often attempts to escape rather than bite, unless it is guarding an egg mass or if it is cornered and pressed. The male black widow will not bite you. After mating, the female sometimes eats the male; she only has to mate once in her life, earning the name “widow.” During the period shortly following mating and lying of eggs, the female black widow can be a little cranky and hungry. After this period, (if he lives through it!) the male lives quite comfortably.

This is the not the attitude of God. It is the attitude of Meme, who I will name this Black Widow. Meme displays the threads of resentment and controlling of her own circumstances, demonstrating the folly of placing confidence in her own emotions.

For instance, when the little things someone does irritate me or hurt my feelings, the eyes of my heart would turn away from the Lord and begin looking at others, subjectively turning the heart of God away from them and their needs. I then would begin soothing my hurt feelings, focusing on past wounds. As a spider begins to spin her web, I begin spinning up past hurts and finding fault in other’s, with pointing fingers and accusing where there are no grounds for such accusations. They were just assumptions of what is on this person’s mind, conjuring up my own imaginative thoughts of what this person may be thinking of me. Just another egg hatched from a deceived mind.

This is what the Lord has to say about “Assumptions”

Isaiah 59:1-7

Surely the arm of the Lord is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear.

But your iniquities have separated you from your God; your sins have hidden his face from you, so that he will not hear. For your hands are stained with blood, your fingers with guilt. Your lips have spoken lies, and your tongue mutters wicked things

No one calls for justice; no one pleads his case with integrity. They rely on empty arguments and speak lies; they conceive trouble and give birth to evil. They hatch the eggs of vipers and spin a spider’s web. Whoever eats their eggs will die, and when one is broken, an adder is hatched. Their cobwebs are useless for clothing; they cannot cover themselves with what they make. Their thoughts are evil thoughts, and acts of violence are in their hands. Their feet rush into sin; they are swift to shed innocent blood. Their thoughts are evil thoughts; ruin and destruction mark their ways.

Meme learned the skills of masterminding her plots, causing destruction as she takes action defending her rights to herself. The bitterness in her heart rushes like venom to the tip of her tongue, waiting for that moment to strike! It can strike quickly and leave its victim dumbfounded. The strike of the tongue will lash out with venomous poisons that can burn down to core of the heart. The wounds of this venom will slowly burn in one’s heart until the life is sucked right of it. Have you ever snapped like a viper at someone you love? You see his/her face pale and his/her posture slink down. Well, you just sucked life out of them like a black widow.

I have spun my web

With careful interweaves

I have spun my web

With intuition, and self instruction

Who will come now?

As I wait with a watchful eye

I have set my table, with abundance of food

Who will come now and share my meal?

As I sit here alone in the corner of my web

Who will come now and sit with me?

Any thought that is not of God; are eggs hatched by taking one bad thought and adding to it.

If I was angry with my husband and he said, go left, I went right, if he said, this is the way I went the opposite way. I was determined to hold on to that one thing that offended me and that thing is what entangled me in my own web. And that cannot hold anything.

Jesus said, “Do not hold on to things, I was thirsty, and you did not give me water."

It’s not the good works you do that please God; it is the attitude of your mind and heart that pleases him. Everything I do for my family is right, but if I did everything with a bad attitude then it is as useless as a cobweb. If we treat our brother with contempt, that is the way we treat Jesus. I didn’t understand what He was saying until after the fact.

Jess of course made me mad, so I held on to his offense. He asked me if I gave our grand daughter some water, and I snapped at him and said, "You get it"

I realized that I blocked Jesus love from my family by holding on to the thing. If Christ is the living water and I hold back His love from others’ then He is right in His judgement of me. "I was thirsty and you did not give me water"

One day my aunt Mary called me and like always, when we talk, we talk for hours! She thought I was ministering to her; and she had no idea that I was being tormented by my thoughts.

“ I resented my duty as a wife!” Ok, I confessed it!

She said, “If you cook for your family with love, a can of soup is like eating a gourmet dinner and your family will always say, that was the best meal ever.”

She had no idea that I sat on my dinner table alone, my husband ate in front of the television and the girls ate in their rooms. So there I sat in the corner of the house all alone, Me, Myself, and I.

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