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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