“I have been watching you from here and I notice that your life is so different from mine; I am tied down but you appear to be so free.”
“Aah”, said the butterfly “I was once like you are this day but let me offer you a message of hope: you too can have wings like mine upon which you can rise above the earth and fly.”
“How did you get your wings?” asked the caterpillar.
The butterfly replied, “There came a time when I had to die to myself and leave the old world behind.”
“Oh” said the caterpillar, “How did that happen?”
“It happened when I realised that this world could no longer satisfy me. With my last bit of energy I crawled out and upward and clung with all my strength on the boughs of a tree; dying to self I rested there.”
“Oh”, said the caterpillar looking down at his bloated body wondering if he would ever be able to do the same. “Then what happened?” he asked.
“Why, in the passing of a little time changes took place within me, and before I was aware of it, I had become a new creature and God gave to me wings! See?”, he said, opening them wide to display the beautiful colours. “This beauty you see is not my own but God gave it to me so that I might testify boldly for all to see what a difference He makes. Remember,” he said ...