Thursday, February 25, 2010
Don't Help the Butterfly
A man found a cocoon of a butterfly
One day a small opening appeared
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours
as it struggled to force its body through that little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress
It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could
and it could go no further.
So the man decided to help the butterfly
He took a pair of scissors and snipped off
the remaining bit of the cocoon.
The butterfly then emerged easily
but it had a swollen body
and small shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch the butterfly
because he expected that, at any moment
the wings would enlarge and expand
to be able to support the body.
But…it never happened…..
In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings
It was never able to fly.
What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand
was that the restricting cocoon—and the struggle required
for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening—
was nature’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings
so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.
Sometimes struggle is exactly what we need
If we were to live life obstacle-free
It would cripple us……
-Author Unknown
One day a small opening appeared
He sat and watched the butterfly for several hours
as it struggled to force its body through that little hole.
Then it seemed to stop making any progress
It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could
and it could go no further.
So the man decided to help the butterfly
He took a pair of scissors and snipped off
the remaining bit of the cocoon.
The butterfly then emerged easily
but it had a swollen body
and small shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch the butterfly
because he expected that, at any moment
the wings would enlarge and expand
to be able to support the body.
But…it never happened…..
In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings
It was never able to fly.
What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand
was that the restricting cocoon—and the struggle required
for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening—
was nature’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings
so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon.
Sometimes struggle is exactly what we need
If we were to live life obstacle-free
It would cripple us……
-Author Unknown
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