“Yes indeed, it won’t be long now.” God’s Decree.
“Things are going to happen so fast your head will swim, one thing fast on the heels of the other. You won’t be able to keep up. Everything will be happening at once – and everywhere you look, blessings! Blessings like hills. I’ll make everything right…” Amos 9:13 – 14 MSG
I saw a butterfly perch on the sunflower in my garden and it seemed they were both having a hearty conversation as they are both very colourful. The butterfly was there for a while until three other butterflies flew towards the sunflower prompting its leave and I think I could see a smile spread across it minuscule frame – maybe it was just my imagination,
you don’t have to point that out.
I love sunflowers and butterflies because they literally remind me of myself and how far I have come in my journey.
There are in themselves very beautiful creatures and speak of God’s great creative ability and attention to detail. The butterfly spent a while as a caterpillar and at some point metamorphosed into a pupa. It is safe to say that they were ugly and I would want to believe that they were in a hurry to grow into the beautiful creature people want to identify with today. I wonder how frustrating it would have been for them at every stage they found themselves knowing that they were created to be beautiful but here they were stuck in this ugly form where people wanted nothing to do them – they were ignored and at some point they would even go into hiding as a result of identity crises. I like to imagine that they probably would have thought of suicide; depression would probably have said hello and camped with them for a bit. I imagine the sunflower not unfurling its beautiful petals, inviting them with its sultry melodious voice to come taste of its love.
I can imagine the many questions that would be on their mind. How lost they would be at this point. Nothing would make any sense. Tears would be common place. Heartbreak would be a familiar bed to them. Hope would be a fable and faith a scam designed to mock them and love would be only but a philosophy reserved for a chosen few, the likes of sunflower. They were not worthy of any of it.
The ugly caterpillar will morph into one of the most beautiful creatures on earth and I like to imagine that it would be surprised at its beauty and the many sunflowers that will want to identify with it. It would be shocked by the number of lives that it would touch through pollination – it would all be a miracle but it will in time share its story with everything that crosses its path. It will tell them of the importance of hope and the true value of faith and the ever present, reckless and amazingly powerful beauty called love that would not give up on it when it went into hiding.
Just like the butterfly, life has taught me that the night won’t last – the pain will fade away, failure is not my status quo, the tears will give way to laughter and a broken heart will heal and be merry, that it is all about the passage of time. Things will begin to add up – they will begin to make sense like a puzzle coming together. People will walk into my life and become my sunflower. I will also beautify lives as they cross my path.
My confidence is rooted in hope, faith and love – they have never failed me yet. They always look out for me even when I wonder away.