The Butterfly
by Unknown Author
A man found a cocoon for
a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the
butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through
the little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It
appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and could go no
farther. Then the man decided to help the butterfly.
He took a pair of scissors and snipped the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily.
Something
was strange. The butterfly had a swollen body and shriveled wings. The
man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected 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 deformed wings. It was never 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
small opening of the cocoon are 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 life without any obstacles, that would
cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.
Not only that, we could never fly.
The Butterfly
by Unknown Author
A man found a cocoon for
a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared, he sat and watched the
butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through
the little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It
appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and could go no
farther. Then the man decided to help the butterfly.
He took a pair of scissors and snipped the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily.
Something
was strange. The butterfly had a swollen body and shriveled wings. The
man continued to watch the butterfly because he expected 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 deformed wings. It was never 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
small opening of the cocoon are 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 life without any obstacles, that would
cripple us. We would not be as strong as what we could have been.
Not only that, we could never fly.
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