This is a short story about the butterfly for this new Spring season.
Perhaps you have felt like this catterpillar? I know I sure have.
May we learn to trust God and listen to that still small voice even when its uncomfortable.
He has such big plans for us even when we cant see them.
Caterpillar inside the cocoon says to God: Gosh it is so hot in here; I can barely breathe. I feel like I am suffocating in this stupid little glove around my body. God, you gave me the wrong size on this one! Every time I squirm or move it just feels worse. I wish someone would let me out of this jacket! Could you send someone with scissors to cut me out? Does every worm have to go through this? How much longer God? When can I come out of this awkward thing? The pressure on my body is just too much to bear. Can’t I just go back relaxing on a wet log? I was ok in my skin then God, so why did you make me hide in this hidden cave? One thing I know for sure is that anything- oh God anything! - will be better than this dark hole!! What did I do to deserve this God!?
God says to Caterpillar: Oh, if you could only see the plans, I have for you. Oh, I formed you in the womb before the beginning of time. I designed you with such unique lines in your figure. Wait until you see the colors, I have given you. Just wait. You see, my precious caterpillar, I did not design you to be a low crawling critter, though that season served you well. I designed you to have wings to flutter and fan the earth with your fragrance and flame. You are called to dwell in the high places, trust me. Just trust me, be patient, I am doing a work in you within that little cocoon. You may not understand it now, but soon you will. I am forging power and strength in you. Your created, unmatched, unequaled beauty I have given you to fly and win hearts, my precious caterpillar… no one will ever surpass.
Caterpillar says to God: Ok God, I feel so ugly and fat. I can’t handle this anymore. The intensity is too much for me. I am sweating buckets, and I must move and be released! Why are you doing this to me? It is so uncomfortable. I must be released from the dark. I am lonely.
Butterfly squirms and squirms
Caterpillar: God where are you? Help me! Release me from this thing!
Butterfly squirms and squirms and squirms some more, tossing and turning.
Caterpillar: Ok that’s it I am going to punch a hole in this case and get out. I can’t take it any longer
Butterfly squirms and squirms
God breathes a fresh wind from his nostrils
Caterpillar: God, don’t you care about me? Where are you!?
Caterpillar: That’s it. I am punching a hole in this cocoon. I have at least 12 legs to punch with purpose!
Caterpillar tries to punch. Unsuccessfully.
A few weeks later the caterpillar rests in its snuggly suffocating cocoon....
Later: Caterpillar moves in the cocoon and realizes he broke a hole.
Caterpillar: Wait a second, I’m feeling stronger, the pressure is not too bad. Woah, wait. What just happened? The walls just crumbled and crunched away from me. Woah, woah wait… wait a moment God why?! I was just starting to get used to this thing? What is happening God? Wow, I broke a hole! Am I in trouble God?
God: My precious butterfly, I told you how much I love you. I told you to trust me. I love you so much and that I would never let you stay for longer than a season. I have hope and a future for you. But first I needed to forge a strength in you to trust me. Sooner would not have allowed your wings to be strong. If I let you break out on your own, you would have taken all glory for yourself. I knew what I was doing to my precious butterfly.
Caterpillar, now a butterfly, says to God: What? Am I a butterfly?
Butterfly says: WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME GOD? I had no clue it would be so incredibly amazing!
Wow! I can see the entire world from this view you have enabled for me!
God: Because you would have taken all the glory for yourself. It is I who gives you strength. It is I who will show you how to fly. If I told you when you were a slug, you were not prepared to listen. I simply asked you to trust me. You are complaining from the cocoon, I overlooked. I saw past the complaints because I love you my exclusive, regal butterfly.
Butterfly: Fly? What? Now I have to learn to fly?
God: You are already doing it. Keep spreading your wings. Show your color. Never forget how far you have come. Know you will never go back to that dark place again. I do miracles. Though you did not see the future, you trusted me with blind faith. I was all you had. If I had told you before the cocoon, you would never have believed me. Never stop trusting me, my precious butterfly. Now go- spread those wings and share your beauty with the world.
Butterfly says to God: I understand now God. I see my process was important. I did not know I had all of these unchangeable, unfathomable strengths ahead!!
God: All of those times you were punching and squirming, yes, I was giving you strength and power for who you are today. If I would have released you sooner, your wings would have lost their potential and possibilities you have today. This is why it is easy to fly.
I told you it would be different.
I love you, my precious butterfly.
A true story by Cydney.
“Therefore, we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So, we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” 2 Corinthians 4:16-18
“For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus.”
Hebrews 10:35-36 “So do not throw away your confidence; it will be richly rewarded. You need to persevere so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised.”
Hebrews 10:38 “But my righteous one will live by faith. And I take no pleasure in the one who shrinks back.
Philippians 3:12 “Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already arrived at my goal, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me. Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward."
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