Devotionals

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The story is told of a time when an awkward but pretty flying insect, called the flutter-by, was known by that name through the whole of a kingdom. One day when the king and his attending servants were walking through the royal garden, he remarked how beautiful this creature was. In as unintended spoonerism, he called it a butterfly. The staff giggled at first, then laughed out loud. The king was embarrassed, and then made a proclamation that from that day on; no one should ever call it a flutter-by again, under threat of imprisonment. And since, it has always been called a butterfly. Logically? Maybe.

Out let’s look at this delicate creation. It begins life as a caterpillar, and then quietly goes through a process called metamorphosis, suddenly breaking out as a completely different organism. A butterfly. Now it has wings that lift it high in the air and able to carry it over vast distances. And all the colors are made up of thousands upon thousands of tiny scales. Each set in a predetermined pattern.

These tiny scales act as baffles, refracting the light and filtering out all the colors of the rainbow except the one that fits it’s own personal pattern. These scales from stripes and dots that is unique to each species. Some patterns look like large eyes. Others look just like a leaf. And some blend in with the flower they are feeding on, so completely that they are barely discernible.

Most of us, at some time in our lives, have caught a butterfly and noticed that when we rubbed the wing, a powder-like substance came off on our fingers, and the colors came off. Leaving a bare wing. We just rubbed of the scales, and if you looked at your finger, you could see them.

Now it has delicate feelers to detect odors. A long proboscis to feed on nectar, and compound eyes, to watch in nearly all directions at once. And most amazing, some butterflies taste with their toes. By touching the nectar with their feet, they can detect sugar as small as 1/200th the ability of man’s tongue.

Could all this simply come about by random chance? Not once, but in this case, twice. And in the same creature? No, this comes only by design, and that design only by God. We, who have accepted Jesus as our saviour, have like the butterfly, gone through a tremendous metamorphosis. Maybe not the extreme physical change, but one deeper, more subtle. A conversation of faith and philosophy that can only be experienced by graciously taking this wonderful gift of a loving God. That is the real change. That inner glow reflects to the outside world that we are joint heirs with Christ. And believe me, the world WILL see that change. This gentle, fluttering creation is always a reminder of the very reason for our existence. To praise and worship Jesus. Our creator, our saviour, our God.


“For all things were created by Him and for Him, and without Him was not anything made that was made” St.John 1:3

Syam B.Pattapu

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