Sep 132010
- A Battered & Tattered Butterfly
Ever feel like this?
This guy was sitting on my back patio, just slowly flapping his wings up and down. I don’t know if he could still fly or not. One thing I do know, he’s been through a lot.
When I took this picture, I could definitely relate. That was a few days ago. Today, I realize that I am still in the catepiller stage. I am grateful that when I break from my cocoon, my butterfly life will be in the Father’s meadow, full of sunshine and beauty. And my wings, will be eternally perfect.
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Isaiah 40:31 to you brother. Great analagy with the tattered wings.