I walked through quite a few spiderwebs this year. I like to leave the pavement and meander down by the lake where the path is uneven and overgrown with roots and bushes and other living things. Lord Byron said, “There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, there is a rapture on the lonely shore…” There is also a spider in the trees that spins large webs.
Spiders. I know they are there, I know they spin webs and still I tread in their territory and end up flailing and griping in their sticky traps. It is highly uncomfortable to be in the web of a spider. For one, I don’t belong there, they are spun for spiders and bugs, not humans. No doubt bugs aren’t happy in them either, but this is their lot.
The webs of the enemy are spun for me, but should not entrap me either. That even one moment of my life might be snatched from its proper place with Jesus calls me to vigilance. It isn’t my lot in life to flop from web to web fighting for my life or my dignity or my soul. Jesus defeated the enemy, it is my portion and my privilege to walk closely with Him on the path He forged. So I walk in discernment, following closely in His steps, free from entanglement and distress.
I began to carry a big stick in the woods and waved it before me as I followed Him to the pleasure and rapture I sought on the banks. God calls me to behold Him and walk in wisdom.
Dear friend, do not imitate what is evil but what is good. Anyone who does what is good is from God. Anyone who does what is evil he’s not seen God. 3 John 1:11
Meeting God at the Park 