Butterfly

A man found a cocoon of a butterfly.

One day a small opening appeared. He sat down and watched the cocoon for several hours as it struggled to force its small body though that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could an it could go no farther.

Then the man decided to help the butterfly, so he tool a pair of scissors and snipped of the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily, but it had a swollen body and shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected that any moment the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body, which would contract in time.

Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of his live crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It was never able to fly. What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get though the tiny opening, were God's way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.

Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If God allowed us to go though life without obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been, and we would never fly.

Karola Gerti Streuli