Cherish Your Friends

KJV. Eph: 4:32. And be kind one to another, tenderhearted,.... There is a legend that's been told of a spider who was pigeon-toed. A weaver by craft and crafty he was. Friendly to all, that was his cause. He knew them by name, life was serious, it wasn't a game. "Lou Little, Lou Little, Why do you do little?" said the spider to the fly. "Please tell me why." Spider's Web was spun, But this was all in fun. "Unique design, pigeon-toed friend, but I must get home before day's end," he answered with glee, whispering. "he won't catch me." He opened his wings, rode on the breeze, thinking next time Spider he'd tease. Tired from standing, waiting 'til five, watching, hoping for his guest to arrive. "I will rest a while," Spider sighed. Broken, rejected, he cried. Awakened by a knock on the door, stumbling toes, he fell to the floor. His guest heard the sound, decided to come in and look around. The world of Spider was before his eyes. A table set, prepared for him, to his surprise. Lou Little, bending over felt very sad, a friend in Spider, the loss he had.