If you didn't have a chance to read my last post, please do. Because, I found my moral for my story: I am a pitiful excuse for a savior. I liberated the moth only to destroy it in the end. Any person who looks to me or anytime we look to another human for rescue, we will surely be disappointed. We are too imperfect and prone to sin; we need the One who is perfect to save us.
Jesus - He never fails us, but is Faithful. He never disappoints, but exceeds our every expectation. If you do not know Jesus, I invite you to meet the man of your dreams. I invite you to discover a love that is perfect and never failing.
2 Samuel 22:31-33
God's way is perfect.
All the Lord's promises prove true.
He is a shield for all who look to him for protection.
For who is God except the Lord?
Who but our God is a solid rock?
God is my strong fortress,
and he makes my way perfect.
God Bless you!
Theresa
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Saturday, May 30, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Rescue Gone Awry!
After telling every sordid detail of my story to my husband, he said, "That's funny, you need to use that story sometime."
I replied emphatically, "That is not funny; it's disheartening. Why did I go to all the trouble for nothing?"
Adding fuel to the fire, my husband continued, "That will teach you to steal a spider's dinner."
This is what happened: earlier in the afternoon this same day, I found a monarch moth caught in a spiderweb on a window in my garage. My rescue heart leaped to free the frantically flapping winged insect from the evil grips of a spider who already had too much to eat - obvious by the looks of his messy web littered with remnants from several previous meals.
I freed the moth from the sticky jaws of death and with amazing patience I often lack, held him between my fingers as I removed the remaining strings of silk from his fragile limbs.
With curiosity, my children watched over my shoulder as I performed this delicate procedure asking questions such as, "What are you doing, mommy?" and "Will it bite, mommy?"
I laid the newly liberated moth onto the sidewalk to recover from the shock of his experience and promptly forgot about him until sundown. Curious if he survived to fly away, I returned to the sidewalk and discovered the answer when I heard the 'crunch' sound under my shoe. EW! Ironically, my little buddy had met his demise by the foot of the one who saved him - ME!.
The moral of this story? I don't know, but I always like to have one. My husband would say, "Don't steal a spider's food." What do you say? Send your comments with your moral to my story.
Blessings to you and may your attempts of rescue be more successful than my own :)
Theresa
I replied emphatically, "That is not funny; it's disheartening. Why did I go to all the trouble for nothing?"
Adding fuel to the fire, my husband continued, "That will teach you to steal a spider's dinner."
This is what happened: earlier in the afternoon this same day, I found a monarch moth caught in a spiderweb on a window in my garage. My rescue heart leaped to free the frantically flapping winged insect from the evil grips of a spider who already had too much to eat - obvious by the looks of his messy web littered with remnants from several previous meals.
I freed the moth from the sticky jaws of death and with amazing patience I often lack, held him between my fingers as I removed the remaining strings of silk from his fragile limbs.
With curiosity, my children watched over my shoulder as I performed this delicate procedure asking questions such as, "What are you doing, mommy?" and "Will it bite, mommy?"
I laid the newly liberated moth onto the sidewalk to recover from the shock of his experience and promptly forgot about him until sundown. Curious if he survived to fly away, I returned to the sidewalk and discovered the answer when I heard the 'crunch' sound under my shoe. EW! Ironically, my little buddy had met his demise by the foot of the one who saved him - ME!.
The moral of this story? I don't know, but I always like to have one. My husband would say, "Don't steal a spider's food." What do you say? Send your comments with your moral to my story.
Blessings to you and may your attempts of rescue be more successful than my own :)
Theresa
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