Can Spiders Teach Us Something?

You’ve got to be kidding! A spider teach us something? No way! Patience, persistence, or the concept of a good work ethic are probably not the first words we think of when describing a spider. My apologies to all those with arachnophobia (fear of spiders).

I must admit that spiders are not my favorite bug. In fact, they are frequently quite annoying, particularly when they show up in unexpected places–like dangling from my rearview mirror on the way home from Mass. While I didn’t get into an accident (thank goodness), let’s just say that spider didn’t do that anymore!

I read an article, though, that described how spiders are very patient. It pointed out that whenever a spider’s web is destroyed, it patiently and persistently builds a new one. I thought about that for a bit and decided it certainly made a lot of sense. Now, if we are trying to get rid of spider webs, we don’t tend to appreciate their persistence very much!  But, spiders are patient, perhaps more patient than I would be if I had to constantly rebuild a web that someone was always trying to get rid of. Their webs do look pretty when the dew glistens on them in the sunshine, and I have to admit some of the intricate patterns are pretty fascinating to contemplate, unless of course I run right into one!

Another thing spiders can teach us is the value of a good work ethic. When they get their webs destroyed, they build again–out of necessity, of course–but without a good work ethic they starve. Laziness doesn’t build a web. The spiders have to believe for their next meal and hope that their web won’t get torn down, yet again. Like the spider, we also must have a good work ethic, believe for our next meal, and not be lazy. We must have hope that our dreams and aspirations won’t be shattered, again. A spider building a web is a lot like us sending a resume out on the worldwide web (pun intended) looking for a job. We put it out there and pray for a fruitful harvest, just as the spider builds his web and hopes for its next catch. Just as we must be persistent and patient if we are to get a job, so too a spider must be persistent and patient in their quest for a meal.

So, how does all this change our perception of patience? While having the patience of Job is all well and good, maybe we could all contemplate the patience of a spider. You see, God can use even bugs to teach us life’s lessons.

Copyright © 2017 by Theresa M. Williams

That’s not the defroster!

As my co-workers and I were getting in the company vehicle to go to an offsite meeting, we discovered that the windshield had frost on it. I turned on–what I thought–was the defroster. Moments later, our driver informed me that his buns were hot! He also mentioned something about a feature called ‘seat warmers.’ I wasn’t familiar with that, so I got out the owners manual and to my shock discovered that, instead of the defroster, I had turned on the seat warmer on his side, which I quickly turned off. (The button is marked just like a defroster only there is a seat image behind it.) I guess the only thing that truly got defrosted was his buns!

Copyright © 2017 by Theresa M. Williams

Questions for Jesus

My reflection that follows comes after singing “Mary Did You Know?” from our Christmas program. In this song, the songwriter asks Mary how much she knew about what Jesus would do in His life. I recently heard someone pose the question: “If you sat next to Jesus on a bus, what would you ask Him? What would you talk about?” These are some of the questions I’d ask:

How much and when did Mary tell you about the circumstances of your birth? The shepherds? The magi? Did she mention the gifts they brought and what those gifts represent? I know the story of the little drummer boy might be a legend, but what would you think about him playing for you at your birth?

Did you think it odd living in Egypt? Or were you too little to remember that time in your life? Did Mary and Joseph tell you why you lived there? How did you feel about that? What was it like to move back to the land of your birth? How did people react to you coming back? Were you treated differently from other boys? If so, how? When did you realize you were different from other children?

What was it like to learn carpentry from Joseph? Did you ever accidentally hit your thumb with a hammer? As a carpenter, what was the most difficult or challenging item you ever made? When and how did Joseph die? How did this affect you and Mary?

Besides your baptism, did you have much contact with John the Baptist?

Oh, the many questions we could ask Jesus. If you were on a bus with Jesus, what would you want to ask Him? Would it be about some practical aspect of His hidden life as mentioned above, or would it be something different? What are you curious about?

Copyright © 2016 by Theresa M. Williams

‘Twas the night before the move

‘Twas the night before the move, when all through the place

People were organizing the stuff in their space.

The stickers were placed on the crates with care,

In hopes that Cabro soon would be there.


The admin was busy, packing ahead

While visions of stickers danced in her head.

Gail and I in t-shirts and jeans,

Were determined to make moving happen, by whatever means.

When out in the hallway there arose such a clatter,

We sprang to our feet to see what was the matter.

Into the hall we flew like a flash

To discover the crates had taken a crash. Nothing was damaged, neither human or crate.

I returned to the mailroom as the day was getting late.

Please help me get down some frames with the casters.

If I get them myself, it’ll be a disaster.

Sure thing! my co-worker said, and he lifted them down with relative ease.

Where do you want them? In the mailroom please!


Pack the pens. Pack the trays.

Pack them all kinds of ways.

Pack the envelopes and the labels.

Don’t forget to label the tables!


In with the folders

And the label holders.

In with the CD mailers and the ink.

As I pack, being short stinks!

Pack the water and the snacks.

Hear the rollers go clickety-clack.


Pace yourself and take a rest.

Eat a snack; that would be best!

Then pack the mailroom and the breakroom; don’t forget GIS!

Last but not least are supplies for FedEx and UPS.

At lunch, my co-worker turned with a jerk.

‘This microwave doesn’t work!’

Why take it with us

If it’s causing such a fuss?

I told him it wasn’t my call

About whether we should leave it in the hall.


Working in the mailroom, it got so hot.

I put a fan in a wonderful spot.

I turned it on, felt a wonderful breeze.

Gail came by and did tease.

You look like Wonder Woman with your hair a fluff.

The fan makes your hair do funky stuff!


Theresa, reserve the SUV.

For progress on Red Oak I must see.

Take some photos, I pleaded.

I wonder how much work is still needed

Before we’re cleared to move?

That, the builder has to prove!


Finally, I saw our new mailboxes are tall,

I have to be careful I don’t fall

Because on a step stool I will be

For the top bin, I must see!


The mover told Gail: Call as much as needed.

This advice, she gladly heeded.

We need a crate our legal folders will fit.

The red crates he brought were certainly a hit!


The movers worked and filled all the rooms

With boxes we readied, most by Thursday noon.

They sprang to the truck,

We wished them luck

As they fit things in our new space.

While they set a fast pace, it wasn’t a race.

They strove to get it right

With their muscle and might.

I heard them exclaim as they drove out of sight,

Happy moving to all and to all a good life!

Copyright © 2016 by Theresa M. Williams


Some Modern-Day Beatitudes

Blessed are they who don’t take themselves too seriously, for they shall be free to laugh at their foibles.

Blessed are the compassionate, for the compassion shown will return to them.

Blessed are the politically incorrect, for they shall be free to tell it like it is.

Blessed are the organized, for they shall make better use of their time.

Blessed are they who are not anxious about the future, for they shall be free to enjoy the present moment.

Blessed are they who don’t worry, for they trust God to help them with their challenges.

Copyright © 2016 by Theresa M. Williams


Allergic to socks?

Socks have been on my mind lately. I recently had a hole in one of them as I was getting ready for work. How very rude! 😦

I don’t know what percentage of people wear socks. I don’t know how many wear them only because they have to. I know of one lady who wears Birkenstock sandals–swears by them–but no socks. I’ve know her for some time, and I’ve only seen her wearing socks twice. Our nephew Sean, now in his 30’s, didn’t wear socks when he was younger, for whatever reason didn’t like them. (I think he wears them now though.) Some wear toe socks; I can’t imagine those being very comfortable!

So, just for fun, do you wear socks? Do you like to or only because you have to? I know this is an odd topic for me, but every once in a while it’s nice to mix things up and not take things so seriously.

May your feet be happy. May they be warm. May you never take this humble, but necessary, part of your body for granted. May they serve you well.

Copyright © 2015 by Theresa M. Williams

Intro to Prayer Pilgrim blog

I have often been asked for names of blog sites which provide inspiration and an opportunity to participate in a community. I am now beginning that process. I will first introduce the site via a regular blog post, and then a link will be provided both in the post and under ‘Other Blogs’ for your convenience.

Based on the Oregon Coast, Prayer Pilgrim is a ministry with a mission to train, equip, send and support people throughout in the world in prayer and service to others.

(Please note that this gentleman has walked the Oregon Coast and has a tremendous vision of prayer and how our world can be transformed. His calling and mission is to be a prayer pilgrim.) Check out his blog at For your convenience, I have also included this link under ‘Other Blogs’ in the menu bar above. Enjoy!

Things People Don’t Know About Me

1       My favorite color is blue.

2       I’m a cat person but can’t have one due to allergies.

3       I loved composition class in high school. It gave me an opportunity to express myself in a way I couldn’t otherwise. I loved to play the drums for the same reason.

4       I married the first man I ever dated. I’m still in love with him!

5       In elementary school, I told my fellow singers I thought we sounded like a bunch of gophers. I’m not sure now what I meant by that… Now I’m afraid to remember! Did we sound like Alvin and the Chipmunks?

6       When I was about six years old, I killed a mouse with the leg of a chair while my parents were milking cows in the barn. I don’t think they had video games back then. What would they have called it? Mouse Wars?

7       My husband taught me how to drive a manual transmission car (‘stick shift’) on Treasure Island Naval Base across the bay from San Francisco.

8       I’ve heard a cheetah purr!

9       My favorite butterfly is the Eastern Swallowtail (yellow).

10     I played in a bicentennial band at Mount Rushmore (South Dakota) on July 4, 1976.

11     I love dolphins. I’ve seen them feeding!

12     My husband and I teach a class on marriage for aspiring Catholics, but I’m the one who talks about proper attitudes towards sex. Since women don’t usually talk about sex as much as men, we think people will pay more attention to what’s being said.

13     I played a small role in the movie “Ike” while I was serving as a percussion player in the Army in California.

14     My favorite season is spring.

15     I don’t like squirrels. I think they have bad attitudes.

16     I love barred owls.

17     I got compliments from an Army general after playing timpani (large round kettle-shaped drums) on “Hallelujah Chorus” in the Army.

18     I like sardines in mustard sauce.

19     My husband and I refer to dog sizes (small to large) as follows:

Yip yaps, arf arfs, and woof woofs.

20     I hate high heels, but I love CROCS shoes.

Please let me know which ones you like.

Copyright © 2015 by Theresa M. Williams