Our woods’ road is about four or five feet wide, and ambitious spiders create webs to cross it. Spider webs can be beautiful to look at, but not much fun to walk through—especially when bugs get in your face and web in your hair.

Job equates those who forget God with having their lives and fate precariously hanging onto a thin spider web. Any time, the thread can snap from the slightest jiggle. God is our “hope rope” in life, but we are allowed to make this choice.

Job 8:13-15 “That’s what happens to all who forget God—all their hopes come to nothing. They hang their life from one thin thread; they hitch their fate to a spider web. One jiggle and the thread breaks, one jab and the web collapses.”