Show me Your ways, O Lord, teach me Your paths.—Psalm 25:4
The students were chatty that September morning, as we rode
the school bus en route to a local college.
I couldn’t blame them. It was a
beautiful morn, and I was excited too. Just a handful of my high school
students had been selected to participate in a poetry workshop directed by a
college professor. All of us hoped to
hone our budding talents, myself included.
I peered out the window at the disappearing landscape and
caught glimpse of a strange sight. Translucent
films appearing to hang in mid-air! A
stop at a traffic light allowed me to closely examine the curious sight. What I thought was hanging in mid-air, I soon
discovered, was actually suspended from power lines—spider webs! Dozens of them! Why
have I never noticed this before? I wondered. And then I realized that morning mist clung
to the strands, reflecting the sunlight, and only because of that was I able to
see those glorious intricate designs.
