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 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 was never 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.
--- Author Unknown ---
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