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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Expose (08/22/13)

TITLE: Beautiful Butterfly
By Mimi Marie


I see a fragile miracle with dusty purple wings and tiny black dots dabbed perfectly to uniquely evolve her beautifulness. Once a caterpillar,the butterfly felt doomed to death. The transformation orchestrated in advance was secret. Even to her, it was all so hush-hush. And then it happened...The dull boring world suddenly popped with vivid color, painted with incredible newness! Even she amazed, when her wings took her through the skies of a beautiful world…A beautiful world that had always existed yet she could never experience.

Born to beautify the world, she was a butterfly. Isn't that how God sees us? Don’t we beautify His world? Sure, we go through dark times, locked inside our cocoon of sorrow, loneliness, anger, bitterness, distrust, you know, where we go to hide from it all. Thinking isolation will create a shell of protection, we run for cover. After all, how do we trust when our trust has been shattered into million of pieces by people claiming to love us? And who hasn’t been told in so many words they aren’t valuable. The ugly messages quickly come at us. They tuck themselves in our being where they stay reminding us how messed up we really are. We have to decide they are no longer welcome. Life before having Jesus Christ in our hearts is this way. Even with Him, we have upside down days. Days that we may never understand, tragedy and heartache in our face, reminding us we need a Savior. But every single moment is, like the transformation, orchestrated in advance for a glorious purpose.

God sees us how He created us. To Him, we’re all butterflies. And He helps us to become what He created us to be while we’re here on earth. But we have to let Him. We cannot kick him to the side and expect to beautify ourselves. We cannot do it in our own power. Our wings may tear a little, but He tenderly mends them that we can fly again. Every knock, He helps us up. Every tear, He wipes and comforts. Teaching through pain and trials is like a secret remedy, drawing us nearer to our Healer. If we are open to be taught, we will learn. (Proverbs 12:1) But closing our hearts and eyes keeps us locked in the cocoon, shut in existence. How terrible is this? Life is to be lived. And through Jesus Christ, we can.

Does the butterfly remember being a caterpillar? I don’t know. But I remember. Being locked inside a cocoon that is, not seeing two feet in front of me, like a fog had taken me to a fear filled world. And I had to go. I couldn’t just raise my little hand and say, “No thank you.” How could this be part of the plan? How can a child being repeatedly raped be on the map to that glorious purpose? Where does verbal and physical abuse fit it? Beaten, spat on and kicked like a dead animal, I’m not sure I’d choose this path to find purpose. But Jesus did. His suffering was far worse than I will ever endure. And if we want to be like Him, we have to suffer as He did and trust His path is best for us even when it hurts. He takes what Satan meant to destroy us and will use it for good. (Genesis 50:20)

The process is ours to follow and God’s to make. His will may not always feel good. But because of our belief in His Word, we know that it is good. Satan is loose for a little while. And then Jesus will come back and take us home that we will live as He intended. In perfect peace, no more tears, just freedom to praise and worship Him all the days of our eternal life. In the mean time, we can stay in the cocoon with the shame, pain, and unlovable feelings. Or we can break free, use the authority and power we have in Christ, let Him heal us and fly away like butterflies and beautify the world as He created us to do. We are His creation, His hands, and His feet. We don’t have to hold on to our pain; Jesus died on the Cross-lets leave it there with Him. And He will prepare us for each step of the journey, the joyful journey that starts and ends with Him.

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C D Swanson 08/30/13
Lovely entry and so well written. Thank you for this beautiful devotional.

God Bless~
Brenda Rice 08/30/13
Butterflies are one of my favorite things. Their beauty is certainly proof to me that there is a Creator somewhere. Those fragile wings didn't just evolve.

It thrills me to know that even in our darkest hours God is with us and He never leaves us.

Thanks for your encouraging devotion.
Barbara Caldwell09/02/13
You chose a beautiful illustration for the topic. It was well written. Thank You.
Larry Whittington09/03/13
A very nice read.

Rom. 6:1-11 is the story of our becoming a butterfly - (Christian) and James 1:1-15 relates to our difficult times as a Christian.

You write a good story.