Til Death Do Us Part

Friday, June 27, 2008

I'm the only one who still believes my brothers marriage can be saved.


Divorce used to be something foreign. Unfamiliar. Fictional.  Now it is nipping at my fingertips and breathing across my kneecaps, like a hungry wolf underneath the dinner table.  And I can't help but wonder, if this can happen to him, can it happen to me?  If she can give up on forever so easily, simply because she's not receiving enough affection, or he plays too many video games, or whatever her complaint is, will someone love me and my flaws?


Lord, help them.

Becoming Butterflies...

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Do I have to start this blog by referring to the start of this blog?


There.  Now that that's taken care of.

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A butterfly landed on my toe yesterday as I sat outside reading a novel, pretending that I didn't care about getting a tan.  After the little bug had a rest on my foot, she fluttered her wings and flitted around the yard, darting here and there, with no apparent destination in mind.  
I watched her placidly, and I couldn't help but think about how happy she must have been to finally be free from her cocoon.  A more educated mind may have been able to tell me that she was looking for some tasty bugs or testing the temperature with her wings, but to me, she was just enjoying the freedom from her cramped space.  Wouldn't you?

Earlier this year, I went through a stage that, to me, felt like being trapped inside of a cocoon.  Not only was I unable to see what was happening around me, but I felt myself changing into something completely unfamiliar, and seemingly unwanted.  I felt afraid and alone, as if I was the only one in the world who had ever felt this way.  I thought these feelings would never end, and as I prepared myself to live the rest of my life with a broken and confused heart, 
God began to heal me. 
He revealed to me that, like a butterfly in a cocoon, I needed to go through this time in order to change into something much better and differently beautiful than what I was before.  
I won't say I have been fully transformed, and I hope I will continue to grow.  But I am okay with being in a cocoon 
....for now.

So please, friend, join me in the endeavor.  Let these dreams and musings surround and nurture you.  May our worlds and our stories collide on this page, and may we be filled with grace and assurance as we are slowly, and steadily, 
becoming butterflies.

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A tiny bud is hanging from
Underneath a leaf
Lovely little caterpillar, you're inside
Don't be afraid, it'll be alright

Just last week, you could see the trees
Everything seemed clear to you
Now you're stuck inside this web 'til who knows when?
Darling, don't be scared, you'll come out again

I know you're scared, I've been there
So far away from home
Lovely little caterpillar, trust in me
Please don't be afraid of what you can't see

Because when you just don't understand
What's going on inside of you
Don't be afraid, because I can see
Just what you're changing into.






 
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