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.