A man found a cocoon of a
butterfly. One day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the butterfly
for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any
progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no
farther. Then the man decided to help the butterfly, so he took a pair of
scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then
emerged easily.
But it had a swollen body and
small, shriveled wings. The man continued to watch the butterfly because he
expected that, at 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 its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings.
It never was 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 through 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 through our life without any
obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have
been.
And we could never fly.
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