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The Little Things Matter
Just had it out with a wolf spider the size of small appleseed.
I caught her in a tea strainer ball, took her to another room set her on a shelf.
About Eye high she ran towards me got to the edge of the shelf profiled threateningly jumped at me a few times I backed up.
Down her escape line she went thinking, Yes, I just kicked his ass!
A thought on that; Lessons that we are given in all matters by the things and images the living god made.
We are really being helped by something too large for us to realize.
The hands that reach out to help carry us spiritual and we reject it, resent it, defile it.
Even if we find ourselves up on a shelf safe, arrogantly then think you did it your way.
Blind to to the lessons given by a spider.
I caught her in a tea strainer ball, took her to another room set her on a shelf.
About Eye high she ran towards me got to the edge of the shelf profiled threateningly jumped at me a few times I backed up.
Down her escape line she went thinking, Yes, I just kicked his ass!
A thought on that; Lessons that we are given in all matters by the things and images the living god made.
We are really being helped by something too large for us to realize.
The hands that reach out to help carry us spiritual and we reject it, resent it, defile it.
Even if we find ourselves up on a shelf safe, arrogantly then think you did it your way.
Blind to to the lessons given by a spider.
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