Helping the Butterfly
A man once noticed that a butterfly was struggling to get out of a cocoon, so he took a razor blade and slit the side of it to help the poor creature. It struggled, then fell out onto the ground, and after a little movement, died. The man hadn't helped the butterfly; he had killed it. The very process of struggling in the cocoon should have pumped blood into the wings of the butterfly, giving it beauty, life, and character. In the same way, all the trials and struggles which come our way are not to do us harm, but to do us good. They are bringing beauty and color to our character, which will be revealed the moment we break free from the cocoon of this life. So, don't wait to be free from trials before you reach out to those who are still in the shadow of death. There goes another minute. Gone forever. Go share your faith while you still have time.
