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Monday, October 12, 2020

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From the "Love Tokens" series

I was walking through the storeroom of my sister’s house when I heard a large butterfly beating its wings against the window. I thought, “Oh, you poor thing.” I glanced at it through the window & could see that its beautiful wings were starting to fray. I almost didn’t do anything, because of her condition. But I couldn’t stand it.

I hurried outside. She was caught in a strong Black Widow’s web & with all her thrashing, she had become covered & trapped by it. If she stopped to rest, the spider—who was sitting off in the corner of the window—would reach out & pluck the web threads which would send her into another fit of trying to get loose.

I grasped the web above her head & broke the strands loose, then broke them under her. I was left with a butterfly in a cocoon of spider web. I shuddered, then closed my fingers loosely around her to keep her from doing more damage to her wings.

I took her to our car & leaned against it as I studied the mess & how to get it off of her. I was so afraid I would hurt her delicate legs & nose. But I couldn’t leave her like this, she would die anyway if I did. As soon as I touched the web she went into another frantic attempt to get free.

As I worked, I was pleased to see that the web strands were coming off her wings without doing any more damage. Then I started working on her front feet. When she felt me touch her leg & pull at the web, she quieted, then lay still. When the web was loose from her leg, she jerked her foot loose from it & continued to lay still.

But when I started on her body, I noticed a change in her. It seemed like she was thinking. Suddenly she arched her long body straight up in an L shape & totally lay quiet in my hands! I loosened my fingers. Still not a sign of movement. It was clear that she realized I was trying to help her & had chosen to cooperate the only way she knew how.

It wasn’t long before her body & wings were free…but there was still a small piece left on her delicate nose. I managed to get hold of it without touching her nose & pulled it loose. I looked at her as she lay quietly in my hand. I was almost sorry that the time had come to let her go free. Then I held my hand out from my body. For a moment she just sat there. Was she able to fly after all the trauma & damage?

I needn’t have worried. She spread her wings & took to the air. But instead of flying away as I thought she would, she began flying in great swooping circles around me. Up, up she flew, around & around ever in those joyous circles; dipping & climbing, dipping & climbing till she was about 10 ft. above me. She made one last circle above me…& fell to the ground. I rushed over to her & squatted down beside her. She lay there for several minutes & I was beginning to fear she had used the last of her strength. I didn’t touch her for fear of scaring her again, but just waited.

Finally she got her feet back under her, rested a little longer, then spread her wings, floated on a light breeze down into the woods below the house & out of sight. I gazed after her for several minutes. What a privilege it had been to hold one of God’s beautiful creatures in the palm of my hand & be treated, not only to her cooperation, but to her joyous “Thank you.”

Surely God didn’t give just that one beautiful butterfly that kind of intelligence & grateful spirit. Surely there will be communion between God’s people & every living thing in our home in eternity. Heaven will be cheap enough!

NOTE: You can tell a male & female Monarch apart by their wings. The male has heavier veining & one spot on a vein on each back wing. My little friend had no spot on her back wings.

© 2020 by L. E. LaLone
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    Thank you, for sharing such a lovely story. We have milk weed in our garden and the monarchs come and lay their eggs and the girls love to watch them go through the stages until they become the beautiful butterfly. It is so amazing to watch. Thank you again. God bless.
    170 days ago
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    So very glad you share this story. It reminds me when I spotted several different butterflies (in the summer of 2004 I think) intent on something in a small space on the ground. I had the opportunity to pet many of them. After awhile, I sat in the van watching their response to a machine that was sweeping debris off the road. All flew off but one that gripped the pavement with its wire- thin legs as its body swished to and from but endured and held its place through it all. It reminded me of what I was going through at the time, that I was just to hold onto to God and with his strength make it through. (I did and I am so thankful for that experience .

    emoticon ) Keep your inspirational stories coming.
    208 days ago
  • MELLE77
    I just loved this! Thank you for sharing your beautiful experience.

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    208 days ago
    Wonderful...wonderful... The other day I thought as I watched the birds flying about how He has His eye on the sparrow...not one falls without His knowledge. Then it occurred to me this is for every sparrow in the entire earth that does not escape His gaze! And we know He is so much more..! Wonderful...thanks for sharing : )
    210 days ago
    emoticon What a beautiful story-thank you!
    210 days ago
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