Once a spider built a beautiful web in an old house. He kept it
clean and shiny so that flies would patronize it. The minute he
got a "customer" he would clean up on him so the other flies would
not get suspicious. Then one day this fairly intelligent fly came
buzzing by the clean spiderweb. Old man spider called out, "Come
in and sit." But the fairly intelligent fly said, "No, sir. I
don't see other flies in your house, and I am not going in alone!"
But presently he saw on the floor below a large crowd of flies
dancing around on a piece of brown paper. He was delighted! He was
not afraid if lots of flies were doing it. So he came in for a
landing. Just before he landed, a bee zoomed by, saying, "Don't
land there, stupid! That's flypaper!" But the fairly intelligent
fly shouted back, "Don't be silly. Those flies are dancing.
There's a big crowd there. Everybody's doing it. That many flies
can't be wrong!"
want to be with the crowd so badly that we end up in a mess. What
does it profit a fly (or a person) if he escapes the web only to
end up in the glue?
-- Charles Swindoll
Living Above the Level of Mediocrity


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