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Great thanks to
Robin and Chloe for sending this my way...
at a time when I really needed it. |
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| 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 then emerged easily. But it had
a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. |
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| 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.
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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. |
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| 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... |
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