A man found the 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 further. So the man
decided to help the butterfly, he took a pair of scissors and snipped
off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then 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 never was 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
alowed 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. We
could never fly.
all your stories are very encouraging.
may you keep up the good work.
the strories have really ministered to me.
may the lord bless you