“My patience was really tested by that butterfly,” my husband said.
He had gone for a bike ride while I was resting, and came back with photos — for me.
A common blue. A male.
Its upper wings, bright sky blue — but only visible in flight. The underside: soft grey, delicate black dots, and a curved line of tiny orange crescents. A butterfly no bigger than a coin, and yet so intricately designed.
It lives a short life — sometimes just a week. And still, it carries pollen from flower to flower. It’s not a “top pollinator” like the bee, but it plays its part.
Carefully made.By the One
who stretches out the heavens
and shapes the butterfly wing.
I looked at the photo. And I remembered what Jesus said — about lilies, about sparrows, and how we are not to be anxious.
“Follow Me,” He said,
“and do not worry.
Not a single sparrow falls outside the Father’s care.
So neither does this little butterfly.
I don’t need to oversee where it’s going.
I just need to follow Him.
Today is enough. 🕊️
— A meditation on Matthew 10:29–31
Thank you. I found this post comforting.
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Beautiful post and picture of the butterfly.
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I am very much enjoying reading the posts.
Just said a little prayer for the Lord to touch you where you need His touch the most and that you would feel better soon and be able to complete your memoir.
Thank you so much, Sandra
DeleteThanks for this lovely inspiration here, Aritha. Your husbands photos are superb! Thanks, too, for letting me know about your blog in English. I signed up to follow. Blessings!
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DeleteOH, that's beautiful, and such wonderful thoughts to go along with the pretty little blue butterfly. It's sad to think his life is so short, but he doesn't waste a minute of it! He does exactly what God has created him to do, and then when his tasks are over he is called back home. That's the way our lives are designed... praise God!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and inspiring post.
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