So I'll admit it… sometimes I talk too much. Not that I don't listen or pay attention, but I find words stumbling out of my mouth. Advice and laughs flowing freely. Because of this I find myself in trouble when I actually shut up.
Most of the time when we think of scars, we think of the visible marks that can be seen. Scars that remain from a cut or sore or some type of injury. We forget about the inner scarring, unless it begins to present itself through pain or another issue we can’t quite explain. Scar tissue can develop during the healing process. It can happen anytime trauma has occurred.
A part of me looked down upon myself, and not for any particular reason. This also birthed a part of me that even lacked adequate confidence within myself. I had lost so much, and was accustomed to losing. I try not to dwell on it too much because at a period in my life, what I had lost was all that I could see. It surrounded me and filled my heart with the ache of it. First my parents, then my innocence and self worth. That cycle of loss caused me to give away pieces of myself. Pieces that had not even been fully developed and I did not realize the true value of.
I know that we are talking about butterflies, but I need you to know that there is freedom in flying. God designed you to fly. You must recognize your identity. Going through transformation can be a bit of a shock to your system. 2 Corinthians 5;17 states, ‘17 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.” (KJV)
You can feel it. Something is in the air. There is an uncomfortableness. At this time, you may not even feel comfortable in your own skin. There is a bit of restlessness. When transformation comes, there is a choice to be made.
As I am writing this, the first thing that comes to my mind is… “Eat the cake Annamae!!!” I digress. I love movies, especially musicals. I can find the simplest revelations in them. One of my favorite musicals is Auntie Mame, and one of my favorite lines is, “Life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death.” Let me tell you, it is possible to say so much, to give so much that you end up starving. God did not call us or design us to starve. He has called us to eat of His word. Have you ever noticed in life, someone will always try to feed you? It may not be what you want, it may not even be what you need at the time, but someone somewhere is looking to feed you.
“Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit.” John…
Everyone loves the look of the butterfly. To see the beauty and colors of its wings. The see them flit from one plant to another. Basking in the sun and drinking the nectar of the flowers. Fluttering their wings in the air. Bringing beauty and joy to someone’s day. Who wouldn’t dare look upon a butterfly?
