Dear Little Butterfly
I didn’t have the best of mornings. The washing had to be done and the little one started making some weird, irritating noises a few days ago that drives me insane. The internet doesn’t want to connect, the tablet screen is broken, and, for some reason, the neighbour’s cat thinks the washing area in the back is now his new litter box. (Not that you would understand any of that, but I’m sure you can imagine.)
At the same time, I’m really trying to be grateful and content with all things. But that’s obviously not going so well….
Then, I saw you sitting there in the sun, struggling to flap your little wings. When I came closer, you didn’t fly away, and you even allowed me to pick you up. I saw that you had a broken wing, and the reason you didn’t fly away is because you couldn’t.
I know that life hurts sometimes, and even if you know the right way, it’s hard to fly a straight course if you are broken. It’s hard to get up when you are really down.
So I lifted you higher to get a good picture – a reminder that just because someone hurts or is broken in any way, it doesn’t make him any less beautiful – and off you went, flying away. Your wing still worked….all you needed was to be lifted up.
And I take a mental note instead of a picture because I know that it’s true of people too. When they hurt we do not need to fix them or just feel sorry for them.
We simply need to lift them up and remind them that they can still fly.
That the way their pain has shaped them makes them more beautiful. And that it’s sometimes simply the way they are shaped for their unique purpose.
I saw many other butterflies today, but God chose you to speak into my heart and to remind me of a butterfly revelation I had years ago… To teach me that even butterflies can get hurt and be okay.
Never think that you are too broken to be used….that you have to be perfect to be beautiful.
Those thoughts do not come from a God who works it all for good to those who love him and are called according to His purpose.
Life can break us, but it can only steal our joy if we let it.
I pray that you will keep on flying and that He will keep on finding ways to lift you up. May you spread your wings to do what you were created for, always to His glory.