The Spiders Web

I was walking outside one very damp morning when I saw The Spiders Web.  At least, part of the spiders web, the web was torn in pieces.  I couldn't help but feel sad for the little guy that spent so much time building it, securing, and perfecting it.  In the blink of an eye, or in this case the eye of the storm, his work had been destroyed only left in ruin.  He had to plan out everything, rebuild and remain strong through it all again.  There are many days I can relate to the spider. Sometimes it seems everything I do is just undone.  I have to plan out everything, rebuild and remain strong through it all again.  I never went back outside to see if the spider had rebuilt its home, but I can only assume he did. He had to have a home. Not only did he rebuild it, I am certain he made it better than it was before.  I am sure he learned what didn't work.  I daily remind myself that I will have to figure out what doesn't work, and learn to find out what does work.  I might not ever find out what will work every time because the eye of the storm will come again and might leave to ruin what I rebuilt.  As long as I plan out everything, rebuild and remain strong through it all it will be rebuilt.  Even the eye of the storm in no match for the father in heaven.