Think of the Butterfly


It is amazing to me —

no, a miracle.

Think of the butterfly:

Its plain beginnings,

its ragged shell,

a struggle to extend.

Has it gone unheard?

The lilies and the sparrows know:

He cares with a cupped hand.

He stoops down with a lift

as sure as the first Day.

He was, He is,

He will.

And so,

my love,

live your struggle while fixed to Him,

a holy silk.

And emerge,

this time,


to fly.

Matthew 6:25-34

For a friend in despair

Darla McDavid

I'm Darla, a writer of stories about family, friends, goodness, and God. I love cats, coffee, gardening, and tall stacks of books. Click here to subscribe to my blog. You can also find me on Facebook and Instagram. In my other life, I'm an administrative professional and a Sunday School teacher for preschoolers.

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    • For Sunday School this morning, I taught my preschoolers about how God cared for Joseph while he was in the well and in prison. Now I’m thinking about how He’s caring for your mom while she’s in her “prison.”


    • So glad to hear that! It is a wonderful passage. I’m sitting outside right now observing the bees, the butterflies and a trail of ants. It’s remarkable to think of God caring for these creatures as part of His plan.


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