Friday, July 18, 2008


Once upon a time in a land far far away.

There was a wonderful old man who loved everything. Animals, spiders,

One day while walking through the woods the nice old man found a cocoon.

Feeling lonely he decided to take the cocoon home to watch its beautiful
transformation from a funny little cocoon to a beautiful butterfly.

He gently placed the cocoon on his kitchen table, and watched over it
for days.

Suddenly on the seventh day the cocoon started to move It moved
Frantically! The old man felt sorry for the little butterfly inside the
cocoon. He watched it struggle and struggle and struggle!

Finally the old man feeling so sorry for the cocooned butterfly rushed
to its aide with a surgical scalpel and gently slit the cocoon so the
butterfly could emerge.

Just one slice was all it took, and the butterfly broke free from its
cocoon only to wilt over in a completely motionless state.

The old man did not know what to think. Had he accidentally killed the
little butterfly? No, it's still moving a little bit.! Maybe it's sick!

Who the heck would know? He was dumbfounded, and quite perplexed! What
should I do, he said. Well he felt so sorry for the little creature that
he decided the best thing he could do for the butterfly was to place it
gently back into its cocoon.

He did so, and placed a drop of honey on it to seal the cocoon, leaving
the butterfly to nestle in its natural state.

Well the next day he noticed that the cocoon was moving again. Wow, he
said! It moved and moved and struggled and struggled. Finally the
butterfly broke free from its cocoon and stretched its wings out far and
wide. Big time yawn! Its beautiful wings were filled with wonderful
colors! It looked around and took off! It was flying! Its so beautiful!
The old man was jumping with joy! Wow!

Go Baby, Go! And that wonderful butterfly did that just that, it flew
and flew till it was almost out of the old mans sight. What a joy, he
exclaimed! But then he started to think. What did I do wrong by trying
to help that beautiful little butterfly out at first?

The old man went into town. Found the library, and read every book he
could on butterflies and cocoons.

Finally the answer appeared. The butterfly has to struggle and struggle
while inside the cocoon. That's how it gets its strength.

That's just what they are designed to overcome in order to be strong and

Well needless to say the old man was shocked, saddened, and somewhat
relieved now he knows the reason why they do what they do. It was only
his perception that made it appear that the butterfly was having a hard
time. Well from then on the old man knew that loving something sometimes
means to pray for it and cheer it on!

He realized that God was wonderful, and that sometimes appearances
aren't what they seem to be. That we all are beautiful butterflies, even
though we have our apparent struggles in life...

Author Unknown


Sweet Repose said...

Thank you so much for stopping by, the butterfly story is wonderful and so true...if we could all learn to be strong from its' simple meaning.


Irish Cottage Dreams said...

I love the story. It touched me very much.
Everytime I see a butterfly I think of my
mother and tell the butterfuly to pass on
a message of love to her from me.

I like your blog very much and will stop
by and read your other sites as well. :)


Alex said...

I haven't heard this story in so long. Thank you for sharing. I'm believing that God is making me strong through this health situation I'm going through.

Eve said...

You are never far from my mind, Alex. I hope you feel better today.

Susie said...

Thanks for such a sweet story Eve.

Eve said...

I think it is a sweet story too Susie, I know it has been around the internet for a while, but a lot of people have not read it and i think it has a wonderful message.

Memphis Mimi said...

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check out my comments on her post 2 days ago about her family helping her pay for her meds. Thanks. Love your site. Will look at it more closely later. Right now I have to get Cora's attention. Thanks.

vikki said...

i soo love the butterfly story. it was read at my dads' funeral a coupla months ago. i had heard it before ~ but always love hearing it everytime i recieved it thru an e-mail. now it has even more special meaning. and my mom loved butterflies! and i too, think of my mom everytime i see a butterfly! thank*u for the wonderful message! blessings & hugs, vikki ♥