Pretty butterflies on pink flowers. In my mom’s circle garden.

As I walked around the garden a flurry of motion caught my interest.  I turned in time to see a cloud of dusty wings rising from these pale pink flowers.  I paused. The butterflies had sensed my presence and risen to  seek safety.  But when I stopped, their interest in the flowers caused them to overcome the fear of a possible predator.  They alighted again on the flowers and drank their fill.

I wonder if there are times when a shadow comes across my life and I let my interests be pushed aside because of fear? I need to alight on the nouishment that I need and enjoy my passions without fear of shadows.  Sure there are predators out there.  But why should I be afraid of them?  I know that I am in God’s hands.


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