Butterfly Courage

 A Story Of Love And Courage

Walking down a path through some woods in Georgia in 1977, I saw a water puddle ahead on the path.  I angled my direction to go around it on the part of the path that wasn’t covered by water and mud.  As I reached the puddle, I was suddenly attacked!

 Yet I did nothing, for the attack was so unpredictable and from a source so totally unexpected.  I was startled but not hurt, despite having been struck four or five times already.  I backed up a foot and my attacker stopped attacking me.  Instead of attacking me more, he hovered in the air on graceful butterfly wings in front of me.  Had I been hurt I wouldn’t have found it amusing, but I was unhurt — it was funny, and I was laughing. 

 
After all, I was being attacked by a butterfly!

 Having stopped laughing, I took a step forward.  My attacker rushed me again.  He rammed me in the chest with his head and body, striking me over and over again with all his might, still to no avail.  For a second time, I retreated a step while my attacker relented in his attack.

 Yet again, I tried moving forward.  My attacker charged me again.  I was rammed in the chest over and over again.  I wasn’t sure what to do, other than to retreat a third time.  After all, it’s just not every day that one is attacked by a butterfly.  This time, though, I stepped back several paces to look the situation over.  My attacker moved back as well to land on the ground.  Then I discovered why my attacker was charging me only moments earlier.

 He had a mate, and she was dying.  She was beside the puddle where he landed.  Sitting close beside her, he opened and closed his wings as if to fan her.  I could only admire the love and courage of that butterfly in his concern for his mate.  He had taken it upon himself to attack me for his mate’s sake, even though she was clearly dying and I was so large.  He did so just to give her those extra few precious moments of life, should I have been careless enough to step on her.

 Now I knew why and what he was fighting for.  There was really only one option left for me.  I carefully made my way around the puddle to the other side of the path, though it was only inches wide and extremely muddy.  His courage in attacking something thousands of time larger and heavier than himself just for his mate’s safety justified it.  I couldn’t do anything other than reward him by walking on the more difficult side of the puddle.  He had truly earned those moments to be with her, undisturbed.  I left them in peace for those last few moments, cleaning the mud from my boots when I later reached my car.

 Since then, I’ve always tried to remember the courage of that butterfly whenever I see huge obstacles facing me.  I use that butterfly’s courage as an inspiration and to remind myself that good things are worth fighting for.

 And Jesus says that you are worth fighting for… He proved that by dying for you.

 Matthew 11:28-30  Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.

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Posted for April- http://aprilhawk.wordpress.com/2011/10/21/cracks-in-our-pots/

About Freedomborn

My name is Anne although some call me Grannie Annie especially Children whom I share with in my Funday School . I live in Queensland Australia. I’m very much a People person believing we are all People of worth and unique, so I have much Joy in sharing with people personally and over the Internet. My main focus in life is my wonderful Friendship with Jesus Christ, without Him everything else would be meaningless, I have deep heartfelt thanks and appreciation that I'm a Spiritual Child of The King of Kings and I seek to share with others how truly wonderful that is with the hope they too will realize the same and be set free now.
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8 Responses to Butterfly Courage

  1. T says:

    This is a beautiful story Anne, thank you for sharing it with me.

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  2. Lady Deidre says:

    That was sweet! Thank you for sharing the story with me!
    God Bless You!

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    • Freedomborn says:

      Hi Dei thank you for appreciating this Love story, how anyone can say animals have no feelings do not know the Creator although we are of a higher order then animals they are still created by our God of Love which is what their Blueprint is

      Christian Love Annie

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  3. Wonderful, Annie. Love this story.

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    • Freedomborn says:

      Hi Dru, I’m still waiting for you to contact me for my address so you can send me your beautiful Scrapbooking for my Rumpus room.

      Yes I love this True Story, it really touches my heart too . Christian Love Annie

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  4. Ron says:

    I just love this story , it touches my heart courage comes not only in battles, but in every day living . The butterfly . is an analogy of God taking on our battles for us , lovely.
    Ron

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    • Freedomborn says:

      Hi Ron, yes this story always impacts me, with the wonder of God’s awesome Creation His blueprint of Love is in every part. Thank you for sharing it was a wonderful point that you made about God taking on our battles.

      Christian Love Anne.

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