I love butterflies.. they are God's handiwork in this world. Walking through the garden, I see so many of them.. moths too, but mostly butterflies. They flit from one flower to the next as if they haven't a care in the world. As if they haven't a clue that winter is coming.. and yet, I think they do, and they are industrious little creatures. Working hard to get enough strength to reproduce themselves next year..we could take some advice from them. I cringe at the sight of the caterpiller, but admire the beauty of it's metamorphosis. We are like that too.. cringing at the ugliness of sin in our lives, and yet, God promises a metamorphosis in us too.. and we will be like Him.. beautiful .. !!
Sunday, September 03, 2006
BUTTERFLIES
I love butterflies.. they are God's handiwork in this world. Walking through the garden, I see so many of them.. moths too, but mostly butterflies. They flit from one flower to the next as if they haven't a care in the world. As if they haven't a clue that winter is coming.. and yet, I think they do, and they are industrious little creatures. Working hard to get enough strength to reproduce themselves next year..we could take some advice from them. I cringe at the sight of the caterpiller, but admire the beauty of it's metamorphosis. We are like that too.. cringing at the ugliness of sin in our lives, and yet, God promises a metamorphosis in us too.. and we will be like Him.. beautiful .. !!
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