Butterflies and life

10915312_10203528529797264_5935322475178477257_n     10917269_10203528530717287_2337447175322483515_n   I was walking on the beach one morning. The tide was going out and I decided to wet my feet. The water was warm and I remember thinking how gentle it was, yet how dangerous this same water could be. It was then that ‘Roxy’ caught my eye. Lying in the sand, right where the waves were washing the shore, was a beautiful butterfly. It lay covered with sand, perfect in every other way. I bent down to pick it up, the beauty of its wings caught my attention and I recalled thinking how sad it was that this little butterfly had been caught flying too close to the water. I cupped my hands to protect the butterfly from the wind as my intention was to take a photograph. As I continued my walk I started to think of how YHWH cups us in His hands. How we were all dead and covered in sin because we had been too close to compromise, we had danced with the world so to say. I recall thinking that His grace is so amazing, to think that we have life within us because of what Yeshua did for us. It was at this point that I felt a slight movement in my hand, I was so excited and peeped in to see little legs moving…life within us, God does not want one single one of us to perish, but He offers us life through His Son. If I have been given life, I am able to give life through Him. I was very excited at the prospect of what was going on inside my hand and more so inside my spirit.

I approached a tap and very gently rinsed off the sand from the wings. The fresh water did wonders….come all you who are thirsty and drink from the Living Waters. I took her home and gently placed her on some roses that I had in the dining room. I mixed a bit of honey and water and proceeded to drip this on a rose petal, to my amazement the little proboscis unfolded and the butterfly started to drink. I began to think of how we need to drink in the Word, “Your Word is like honey on my lips..” “Drink all you who are thirsty..” Honey is a miracle liquid that is known for healing properties, we have access to the body of Christ that was broken so we can claim healing in our spirit, mind and body.

I watched with great care and checked on Roxy, periodically offering my honey/water mixture. I was amazed to see her stretch her wings and even flap them. She started to move around the roses and would rest on them so delicately. The honey (Word of God) brings healing to those that believe and we are to wash ourselves in the Living Waters. I was reminded in my inner-most being of the grace and mercy of God, His love for us that knows no bounds, an unconditional love. This tiny creature was witnessing to my spirit and the Set-Apart Spirit of Truth was revealing the character and grace of the Father to me, now to you.

It came to the end of our stay and I had to go back to our home, this was the second day and Roxy was still very much alive. I carefully wrapped the roses and placed them in a container that allowed me to strap them, and Roxy, into the backseat of my car. Our Father God does the same, He protects us and if we allow Him to, He places us where we are safe…He takes us to places where He knows we will be in His presence and where we will be secure. Roxy could have flown off those roses, but she was dependent and because of her dependence I was able to protect her from the birds, ants and heat…how many times do we not stray from the protection of the Father, our choice in disobedience to follow our will – not His. Yeshua faced death, but His words were, “Thy will, not Mine.”

Once back home I was able to show my granddaughter and daughters this beautiful butterfly. They were taken aback with the beauty of the wings and it made me wonder how many times we don’t share Yeshua with others because we are uncomfortable…yet He is beautiful, that is why we cherish Him, love Him and serve Him. We are keeping beauty beyond human understanding from others. I experienced this six weeks ago and yet am only sharing it now?!

One day I returned home from running an errand and could not find the butterfly. I immediately started searching for it and was overjoyed when I found her on the other side of the room. She seemed weak and when I offered her honey/water she immediately started to drink. This reminded me that we often think we can do things on our own, flying off on our own will and want. This may land us in difficult or dangerous situations (spiritually, mentally or physically), but the Father wants us to remain with Him and He will look for you should you take off. He will pick you up and offer you His grace and forgiveness, you must accept it though and drink it in making it part of your being.

Roxy lived for five days, she eventually died as all things do, but she gave me life through witness. I gave her life through offering her protection, honey and water. I should be more generous with my ‘honey and water’ and offer it to those that I can see seem weighed down, are lying lifeless on the sands of life, have flown off and are lost…sometimes these people are not way out there, they are right under our noses. They are the fabric of our lives, friends, family and neighbours. Sometimes it is the simple things in life that bear witness to Who we serve, Who we are filled with and Whom loves us unconditionally…always watching, ready to give us ‘honey-water’ and protect us…All we need to do is stay in His presence and drink from the Living Water.

Father, I ask that just as this beautiful butterfly entered my life for a short time and witnessed to me of Your grace and love, may I witness to others and share Your beauty. For Your honour and Your glory. Amen


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