Sermons and Talks

Reflection and Prayer for May 27

Do you remember singing the Itsy-bitsy Spider with your parents or grandparents? Perhaps you have fond memories of singing this childhood classic with your own children or grandchildren?  We all know how it goes:

The itsy-bitsy spider
Climbed up the water spout
Down came the rain
And washed the spider out
Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain
And the itsy-bitsy spider
Climbed up the spout again

Now that Spring has come and the weather has warmed, do you see spiders? In the home where we live, we often see spiders tucked away in a far corner. Spiders also come to our yard and spin webs that are utterly masterful. I’m not opposed to spiders. Like you and I, spiders are unique members of God’s creation. During this time of quarantine, we have each been blessed with finding sanctuary in our homes, with time to slow down and notice “the little things”, and maybe even to see the Everyday Ordinary in a new light. As I was thinking about spiders this morning, I can across a reflection by Edward Hays. In it he invites us to view spiders as spiritual teachers, and their webs as “spiritual classrooms”. The next time you see a spider, before you shoo it away with your broom or rake, take a moment to consider that spider, and what she may reveal to us about God and ourselves.


“We can learn a lesson from the little spider. Watch a spider as she patiently rebuilds her web each time it is broken or removed. Seldom will she move its location but chooses to rebuild it with patience. She reweaves its broken strands each time they are broken. She waits, in patience, for dinner to come into her white cosmos of tiny threads….

          Like the spider, we must return again and again to rebuild our webs by bringing together the threads of our lives and uniting them to the Divine centre within. Without such work, our lives become disconnected, unpeaceful and broken. Perhaps the next time we see a spider’s web, we can see it as a spiritual classroom and not simply something to be swept away….The Hopi Tribe of the Southwest has in its holy books a holy woman. She is the Divine Mother, but her name is not Mary, it is Spider Woman. She brings together the idea of patience and the Holy Mother as intercessor between God and the people.”     – Edward Hays in Pray All Ways

May God give you…
For every storm, a rainbow,
For every tear, a smile,
For every care, a promise,
And a blessing in each trial.
For every problem life sends,
A faithful friend to share,
For every sigh, a sweet song,
And an answer for each prayer.