Spider and the Bug
There was once a spider who lived
in a cornfield. He was a big spider and he had
spun a beautiful web between the corn stalks. He
got fat eating all the bugs that would get caught in his
web. He liked his home and planned to stay there
for the rest of his life.
One day the spider caught a little
bug in his web, and just as the spider was about to eat
him, the bug said, "If you let me go I will tell you
something important that will save your life." The
spider paused for a moment and listened because he was
amused. "You better get out of this cornfield,"
the little bug said, "The harvest is coming!"
The spider smiled and said, "What
is this harvest you are talking about? I think you
are just telling me a story." But the little bug
said, "Oh no, it is true. The owner of this field
is coming to harvest it soon. All the stalks will
be knocked down and the corn will be gathered up.
You will be killed by the giant machines if you stay
here."
The spider said, "I don't believe
in harvests and giant machines that knock down corn
stalks. How can you prove this?" The little
bug continued, "Just look at the corn. See how it
is planted in rows? It proves this field was
created by an intelligent designer." The spider
laughed and mockingly said, "This field has evolved and
has nothing to do with a creator. Corn always
grows that way."
The bug went on to explain, "Oh
no. This field belongs to the owner who planted
it, and the harvest is coming soon." The spider
grinned and said to the little bug, "I don't believe
you," and then the spider ate the little bug for lunch.
A few days later, the spider was
laughing about the story the little bug had told him.
He thought to himself, "A harvest! What a silly
idea. I have lived here all of my life and nothing
has ever disturbed me. I have been here since
these stalks were just a foot off the ground, and I'll
be here for the rest of my life, because nothing is ever
going to change in this field. Life is good, and I
have it made."
The next day was a beautiful sunny
day in the cornfield. The sky above was clear and
there was no wind at all. That afternoon as the
spider was about to take a nap, he noticed some thick
dusty clouds moving toward him. He could hear the
roar of a great engine and he said to himself, "I wonder
what that could be?"
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