Webs
by Patricia A Pitterle
The spider web
stretched between the front posts of the house,
almost invisible
in the shadow of the porch.
I, with my mind on other things,
took the shortcut to the door
and walked right through the middle
of the sticky threads.
They clung around my legs
and during my hurry to brush them off
I neglected to see the spider
still holding on,
and felt the sharp sting of it's bite
upon my arm.
Often, I have found
when trying to take shortcuts
in my life,
that Lucifer's webs
also lie somewhere in the shadows.
Invisible at times
to my heart and mind,
but still very, very real.
When I become entangled
in their stickiness,
they too, are hard to remove
and in the process
I feel the sting and bite of Satan's touch.
How grateful I am that the Master's hand,
greater by far than the healing
of our earthly physicians,
can cleanse the wound and ease the pain
and I find myself whole once again
through faith, repentance,
and the greatest gift of all,
His eternal love.
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Patty Ann is a busy mother, grandmother, and wife. She lives her life in the woods she loves up on the top of a beautiful mountain. She loves music, photography and writing. Most of all she loves her Heavenly Father and enjoys writing about his influence in her life. You can find her on her blog at Pitterle Postings
