God loves all things that exist and loathes nothing that He has made.
I saw it out of the corner of my eye, a black splotch slowly crawling up my white curtains just a few feet away from me. I jumped. I hate spiders! But even though I’m not a fan of them, I can’t bring myself to kill them. I trotted down the hall to the kitchen and got a mason jar. I’d catch and release the little monster.
As I struggled to get the spider to crawl into the jar without it crawling onto my hand, I muttered under my breath, “God, why did you make these creatures?
“Because I love them,” God answered. “Just as I love you.”
“You love spiders the same amount as you love humans?” I asked, a bit surprised.
“There are no favorite children in my house,” God said gently.
“But what about the saying that we are more valuable than the birds in the air that you feed?”
“You may play a bigger role in creation, but that doesn’t mean I love you any more than anything else I’ve created,” He explained.
The spider finally entered the jar and I quickly walked it outside and released it in the meadow. I watched it crawl to safety in the tall grass. God’s words opened my heart. I no longer saw a creepy spider; I saw God’s love there before me. I turned and walked back to the cottage, humming a happy little tune.