One day a tiny little egg was found under a leaf in the fertile valley called earth. Inside the tiny little egg was a tiny caterpillar. This little caterpillar was so excited. He pushed and pushed and pushed. “Let me out! He screamed.
This place is too small for me!” Just as he was about to give up, POP! The egg gave way and the caterpillar crawled out into the bright sunshine.
He looked all around. “Ah, ha! So this is what is outside that deep, dark egg I was in,” he said.
He crawled around. He loved the earth. He loved to breathe in the wonderful fragrances of spring. He loved to breathe in the green, grassy smells, the woody smells of the woods, and the dewy smells of early morning.
As he ventured around he became aware there were more of his kind around. Something inside of him said, “I must impress these other creatures.” He worked hard. He had the best home. In fact, it was a very fine home indeed.
He began to feel that who he was not enough. Perhaps if he changed the way he acted. “Oh yes, that’s good!” No one knew he told a few lies to get to the top. He had what he wanted now, a fine home and a promising career.
He began to think. “Well now I need to fill up this beautiful home with things. I’ll just surround myself with the finest things earth contains.” He worked and worked and worked.
“Ah, ha! He thought. I have everything I should ever want. I should be happy! No use wishing for anything more!”
He crawled around. He mingled around. He rushed around. He thought, “Why am I not happy?” Why don’t these things bring me happiness? What is missing from my life? He sadly shrugged.
He inquired of an old wise and learned caterpillar. The wise one said. “The reason you are not happy is because you were birthed to become a butterfly with freedom to fly high above the earth.”
“A butterfly, said the caterpillar. What is that?”
“Well,” the wise one replied. “They have wings that look like stain glass. This represents the windows of the church. They are symbols of God’s great joy and celebration that Jesus overcame the cross, fought Satan, and took back the keys of Life which Satan stole a long time ago. Sweet Victory! Yes sir, sweet victory! We can as a result now live with Jesus forever. Boy I’m I glad he died for my sins and that He has those keys.”
Taking a deep breath the wise one continued. “The butterfly flies on the wind which represents the holy spirit.
You know Jesus sends the holy spirit to each and everyone to comfort them while He???s away in heaven.”
“The butterfly flutters because this movement represents the joy we have in Jesus. Thus a quick flutter which says, “Praise yea the Lord, praise yea the Lord, praise yea the Lord,” the wise one continued.
“How do I become a butterfly?” asked the caterpillar. “Well,” said the wise one, “You will have to die to things of this world and become a new creation in Jesus.”
“How do I do that?” inquired the caterpillar.
“Well you bury yourself in a chrysalis. God will cause a change to happen to you, but you have to want to be a representative of God???s joy for the victory his Son has done.”
“I do! I do! I do!” said the caterpillar.
“Very well, said the wise one. Let???s both do it together.”
They wrapped and wrapped and hung upside for awhile. Eventually the caterpillar began feeling differently. He felt new. He had new life flowing through his veins.
“Yes, Yes, Yes, newness again,” he thought. He wiggled, jiggled, and pushed some more. Yes, he had done it. He could see his old blood on the floor. It didn???t matter, he had new blood now.
He began to stretch forth his wings. “Oh, Oh, Oh, awesome! Oh, oh, oh me! I???m a symbol of God???s joy. Oh it feels good and so right. Yes, yes, yes,” shouted the new born butterfly.
He looked around. There was another butterfly who was even more beautiful than he was. “Hey, he yelled, are you the Wise One?”
“Yes, he said. We are both now the wise ones for being symbols of God???s joy over his Son Jesus.
By Rena K. Oynes (c) September, l999