Several years ago in the church I grew up in when my sister was about five and I about eleven we were in church on Easter Sunday. Being Easter everyone was all dressed up with alot of the ladies wearing various styles of hats.

During a very quiet moment of prayer and meditation my sister started fidgeting and clamoring for our mom's attention. After several minutes we looked up to see what had my sister's attention. The very dignified older lady in front of us apparently hadn't worn her special hat in a long time, because she was totally unaware of the spider happily spinning it's web from the brim of her Easter finery.