About the only thing I did not like about the path was the occasional spider web, especially when I was surprised by a face full of one. Like all predatory traps, they are practically invisible. If I were a fly instead of a human, I would have been snared and eaten a long time ago.
One morning as I came east across the north end of the property, I passed through a shaft of sunlight shining on a web ahead of me, turning it into spun gold. Just in time I was able to stop, grab a twig from the ground, and wipe the web out of my path.
Satan is never called a spider, but his traps are exactly like those spider webs. They are invisible. Unless you shine the light of God’s word on them, you will walk right into them. They may even look attractive, like the beautifully intricate web I saw that day. We must never forget that they are as deadly to us as a spider web is to a fly.
The opening of your word gives light;
It gives understanding to the simple.
I opened wide my mouth and panted,
For I longed for your commandments.
Turn unto me and have mercy on me,
As you do to those who love your name.
Establish my footsteps in your word,
And let not any iniquity have dominion over me.