Don’t Stay In A Caterpillar World

I like what Muhammad Ali said about butterflies better than what I wrote yesterday. I said, “fly like a butterfly,” but his take is better: “float like a butterfly.” Much better.

This morning I wonder…a self-wonder, but also including family and friends, how many live in a caterpillar world?

Many of us do…at least occasionally. When we’re not sure crawling along will ever change. When we’re not sure people will be have more wisdom than arrogance in a worry about political elections. Who find their physical pain to be, at least mentally, entrenched.

It may be…the inevitability of a caterpillar morphing into a butterfly…seems outlandish. Even more, impossible.

This morning, however, in the impact of the Orlando shooting, malaise and crawling along seem to persuade.

Another image came to me this morning, partnering the butterfly. It comes from Psalm 23 when the phrase happens, “leads me beside still waters.” That image is far more than the reality of quenching our thirst. Far more. I’ve always believed, the “still waters” allow us, encourage us, ask us to consider the waters a mirror. In which we see ourselves.

May it be…that when we look into the still waters, we will see a person of worth, of value, who CAN float [ah, a connecting image] with that image. An image of value, an image of goodness. For and with each of us.

In a few days there will be, at least in the calendar, 76 candles on the birthday cake. But, more than that, may these days never consider the caterpillar moments for us to be in control. May they not.

Rather, might each of us believe in our hearts and live with our steps, this day, each dawning day, is still God’s gift. And goodness has not left the room.

Let’s float on that. Okay?

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About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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