T'was the Christmas eve at last! The tree was decorated and waiting for the children to see it. But the poor spiders were frantic, for they could not see the tree, nor be present for the Christ child's visit. But the oldest and wisest spider suggested that perhaps they could peep through the crack in the door to see him.
Silently they crept out of their attic, down the stairs, and across the floor to wait in the crack in the threshold. Suddenly, the door opened a wee bit and quickly the spiders scurried into the room. They must see the tree closely, since their eyes weren't accustomed to the brightness of the room... so the crept all over the tree, up and down, over every branch and twig and saw every one of the pretty things. At last they satisfied themselves completely of the Christmas tree beauty.
But alas!! Everywhere they went they had left their webs, and when the little Christ child came to bless the house he was dismayed. He loved the little spiders, for they were God's creatures too, but he knew the mother, who had trimmed the tree for the little children, wouldn't feel the same, so He touched the webs and they all turned to sparkling, shimmering, silver and gold!
Ever since that time, we have hung tinsel on our christmas trees, and according to the legend, it has been a custom to include a spider among the decorations on the tree.
6 comments:
Merry Christmas!!
That is truly beautiful Ive never heard this before, but love it...I think spiders are amazing creatures, so I find it even more delightful
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That's wonderful. I'm going to put a spider on my tree next year! Have a lovely time.
Merry Christmas - only you could help me lessen my dislike of spiders. LOL!
you are awesome Shabby Girl, and I am so glad I met you! (well, on the internet...)
Snowy hugs from Texas!
I can imagine that a lot of arachnaphobes would not be too happy. Me, I'm with Scriptor. Or I would be if I had a Christmas Tree!
I loved this story, the grandchildren will love it too!
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