God Always Knows Best

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I once heard a story that has helped me to understand how the trials of our life help us grown and become more.

You may have heard it, or read it, but I’d like to recount it as I remember it.

There was once a man who was entranced with butterflies.  He marveled at how such a plain little thing a cattepillar could change into a completely different creation.

One day, finding a cocoon on a bush near his home, he snapped off the twig and took it inside with him to watch it emerge.  

It wasn’t too long before he noticed a small hole beginning to appear at the bottom of the chrysalis. It seemed to him that it was taking far too long for the butterfly to complete it’s metamorphosis, so he decided to help nature along.

He  very carefully began to widen the opening through which the butterfly was trying to squeeze itself.

Much to his surprise, the butterfly fell to the bottom of the jar in which it was sheltered.

The poor thing did little.  It’s wings never unfolded properly.  They never became true “wings.”  The butterfly only  lived a short while.

Feeling terribly guilty, the man wondered if he had done this to the creature.  

He decided to do a bit of research, and found out that by not allowing the butterfly to squeeze through the impossibly tiny opening, he had interfered with the natural process involved.

By forcing itself through the opening, the butterfly forces fluids into it’s wings.  Wings that, once the butterfly has completely left the cocoon, are opened and closed to force the fluid to solidify - and allows them to stiffen, enabling the lovely creature to fly.

The man learned that day, that the process of becoming is worth all it takes to finally be what you were meant to be all along.

All too often, I feel like the trials of my life can compare to being squeezed through that same tiny opening.  It seems impossible.  And, it hurts.

Yet, it is the struggle, the process, that allows me to grow and change.  Much like that little caterpillar, I need the painful processes in order to grow.

In order to find my wings.

In order to fly toward Him.

Consider it all joy, my brethren, when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance. And let endurance have its perfect result, so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing. James 1: 2-4

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