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 farther.
Then the man decided to help the
butterfly, so 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, which would contract
in time.
Neither happened! In fact, the
butterfly spent the rest of its life
crawling around with a swollen body
and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly.
What this 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 were
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 struggles are exactly what we
need in our life. If nature allowed us to go
through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us.
We would not be as strong as what we could have been. And we could
never fly...
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