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 | | From: | JPF | | Subject: | Spider and the Bug | | Date: | Sun, 16 Jan 2005 20:33:25 GMT |
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 | The Spider and the Bug
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There was once a spider who lived in a cornfield. He was a big spider
and he had spun a beautiful web between the corn stalks. He got fat
eating all the bugs that would get caught in his web. He liked his home
and planned to stay there for the rest of his life.
One day the spider caught a little bug in his web, and just as the
spider was about to eat him, the bug said, "If you let me go I will tell
you something important that will save your life." The spider paused for
a moment and listened because he was amused. The little bug said, "You
better get out of this cornfield, the harvest is coming!"
The spider smiled and said, "What is this harvest you are talking about?
I think you are just telling me a story."
But the little bug said, "Oh no, it is true. The owner of this field is
coming to harvest it soon. All the stalks will be knocked down and the
corn will be gathered up. You will be killed by the giant machines if
you stay here."
The spider said, "I don't believe in harvests and giant machines that
knock down corn stalks. How can you prove this?"
The little bug continued, "Just look at the corn. See how it is planted
in rows? It proves this field was created by an intelligent designer."
The spider laughed and mockingly said, "This field has evolved and has
nothing to do with a creator. Corn always grows that way."
The bug went on to explain, "Oh no. This field belongs to the owner who
planted it, and the harvest is coming soon."
The spider grinned and said to the little bug, "I don't believe you,"
and then the spider ate the little bug for lunch.
A few days later, the spider was laughing about the story the little bug
had told him. He thought to himself, "A harvest! What a silly idea. I
have lived here all of my life and nothing has ever disturbed me. I have
been here since these stalks were just a foot off the ground, and I'll
be here for the rest of my life, because nothing is ever going to change
in this field. Life is good, and I have it made."
The next day was a beautiful sunny day in the cornfield. The sky above
was clear and there was no wind at all. That afternoon as the spider was
about to take a nap, he noticed some thick dusty clouds moving toward
him. He could hear the roar of a great engine and he said to himself, "I
wonder what that could be?"
2 Peter 3:3-4 : In the last days mockers will come, following their own
lusts, and saying, "Where is the promise of His coming? For ever since
the fathers died everything continues just as it has always been."
2 Peter 3:9 : The Lord is not slow concerning His promise, as some count
slowness, but He is patient toward you, not wanting anyone to perish,
but for all to come to repentance.
Like that little spider's amazement one day creatures upon this earth
known as man will see the clouds open and behold in the air the Son of
God .
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