But he knoweth the way that I take:
when he hath tried me, I shall
come forth as gold.
Job 23:10
My
Mother went with our family on a trip to our national park several
years ago. We did the usual tours in the car, getting out at places,
looking inside and outside of old preserved home places of many years
ago. One particular cabin, the Ogle Place has a nice porch area as
it was then. Mother walked to the end of the porch where there was
an area that was just firm semi-wet mud. I heard Mother let out a
little sound of surprise. I went to see what she was looking at.
There on that dark, damp earth were newly “hatched” butterflies.
They were huddled together as they tend to do in the beginning days
of life. They tend to stay close together and practice fluttering
their new wings. I lost count of those little beauties at 20 but
there were more. All were a lovely shade of light blue with all of
the usual black trim. It was quite the sight, especially for my
Mother who had for many years such a love for butterflies.
Brian
and I just returned from our drive through Cades Cove and noticed all
the places we saw “fluttering beauties” of different colors.
They remind me of little active stained-glass windows. We saw the
blues, yellows, golds and on and on. What a sight. I love how
wonderfully our Creator shows off His handiwork.
I
learned something in my youth about butterflies though. Many
teachers will have a cocoon on a shelf in their classrooms for young
students to observe the process of a butterfly's birth. There have
been times when a well-meaning student, when seeing the activity
beginning with the cocoon, wants to pick it up and take it apart in
order to help the butterfly. However, what we know is that a
butterfly cannot be helped with that process or it will die.
With
human birth, we are used to helping with that natural process as much
as we can for the comfort of the mother and safety of the baby. Even
with human birth, there are things that must happen for a baby to
survive. That first cry is vital as it helps to open up its lungs to
begin the breathing process. Measures can be taken if that doesn't
happen to help the baby survive.
However
with the “baby butterfly” God has instilled in it the strength to
push itself from the cocoon. Better yet, as that process is taking
place, there is a chemical that is released gradually into the small,
delicate wings of the butterfly. That can't happen if someone tries
to help the butterfly out of the cocoon. When it emerges from the
cocoon on it's own, it's wings are strengthened and with some
practice in fluttering, will be able to fly. If the natural process
doesn't take place, the human helper may feel he has helped when in
reality, he has contributed to the death of the fledgling butterfly.
It won't be able to fly. It can only lay and thus become prey to
birds who will find it a tasty morsel.
I'm
thinking of some folks who are really struggling. Folks may give
suggestions and even extend help for one facing a difficult time.
These strugglers may receive a lot of advice, lots of helpful
attention, but the struggle goes on. In our culture, there appears
to be answers for every kind of problem. doctors of every type,
therapists, medications, counselors...many of which can be Christian
in nature. Holistic methods including special diets and exercising
may be recommended, but the poor individual is still struggling, and
is left at the end of the day, in a state of utter frustration.
Let's
face it, there are times when we face a difficulty we don't
understand, we do what we can to find a solution. That is the normal
thing to do. Maybe there's a doctor, medication or counselor that
can help. No matter the help, our first response as Christians
should be to give it first to the Lord. In the end, He is the
ultimate problem solver in any of our lives no matter the solution He
provides.
Sometimes,
God wants us to struggle for a time that will bring into our lives a
strength and growth we wouldn't know otherwise. Suffering for we
Christians will always bring about spiritual benefit. We will know a
new strength come into the wings of our lives that enable us to soar
spiritually, bringing glory to our Father.
As
beautiful as a butterfly is in it's maturity, flitting about from
flower to flower, so is the beauty seen in the life of one who
suffers, but allows God to bring beauty in their lives that blesses
all who see His end result.
Father
I pray for so many friends right now who I know are really going
through some difficult things. They see no solution, but You have
the answers. You are big enough to handle any difficult time we
face. If You choose a time of suffering for us, may we accept it
with a spirit of grace knowing You will never leave us or forsake us.
In the end, You will bring forth a special beauty in our lives. In
Jesus' precious name I pray...Amen
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