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One day a small opening appeared on a cocoon,
a man sat and watched for 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 further.
So the man decided to help the butterfly,
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. 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.
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 the 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.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If we
were allowed to go through our life without any obstacles, it
would cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have
been. We could never fly.
>From the greatest trials come the greatest growth.
>From the greatest sorrows come the greatest joys.
>From the lowest times of feeling abandoned come the the closest
times with God afterwards.
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