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Okay, so I can almost hear you all roaring with laughter, wondering what in the world you’re looking at, so I’ll tell you. Since I have no photos depicting the Pupa Stage of the Caterpillar, I’ve decided to share with you one of my drawings, yes, I now draw. I took it up about three months ago.

When I drew this picture I was thinking of the hymn “He Hides My Soul In The Cleft Of The Rock.” Now this also was brought to my mind for different reasons. I think about how the Caterpillar hides its self when undergoing transformation, and does it know what is about to happen? Does it know that it will soon be able to fly? This also made me think of when we are in those dark places in our lives, can’t see any way out and think that we may die. The transformation of the caterpillar into a butterfly should give us all hope.

As I thought about those things, it brought a dream that I had several years ago back to my mind. Jesus was in this dream and He had beckon to me to follow Him. I started following Him, which seemed easy enough to do. At some point Jesus passed through an area and beckoned for me to follow. I was mortified, because the area He had gone through was barely big enough for my head to go through. I told him there is no way I can get my body through that area, and perhaps I was close enough to Him as I could get and everything would be okay. Jesus said, “No, you must follow all the way.” All I could think of was the impossibility that I saw before me. Again I was told not to look at it logically or something like that. Eventually I got the courage enough to use my “head” put it in that small hole, and before I knew it, I was on the other side where I could continue to follow.

Observation: Jesus never forces us to do anything. He didn’t take my hand and try to drag me through. He will always encourage us, and we have to step out in faith, take a step forward and trust in Him that everything will be alright. We need to believe more in the unseen. Looking back at this dream, I see where we as human beings get to a certain area in our lives only to see a brick wall before us. Instead of looking for ways to go through the wall, many of us….thankfully not all, will turn around and head backward into a false sense of security. The Caterpillar never reverts backward, he keeps going forward, sheds his skin and goes from crawling to flying, spreading his beauty everywhere he goes. We, (I) need to fearlessly face the impossibilities in our lives, and believe like in the picture, that God will keep us secure in the cleft of the Rock.

8 Replies to “Well Hidden”

    1. So I’m still in the early stages of drawing, but all my life I thought that it was something I could never do. I was actually talked into trying it by a teenager and now I’m very glad that I did. It keeps you totally focus on the task at hand and its also very relaxing.

  1. Thanks for the encouragement of your blog. I feel as if a wall has been put in front of me and trying not to be discourage or give up. This last surgery has not seemed to fix the issue from last years surgery. Maybe in time, like the butterfly, things will turn out alright. Lord’s in control.

    1. Hi Lee, I’m so sorry to hear you’re going through a rough time right now. I just started back posting again, and I was actually looking on the reader to see if I saw any of your blogs. I know you have a strong faith, hang tight and don’t give up. I will also be praying for you. When I get in tough situations, I picture myself hanging on to the hem of His (Jesus) garment, and not letting go. I pray that Jesus will turn and look on you favorably, that He will strengthen and heal you, and that most of all, that His Will, will be done in your life.

      1. Oh, I’ll be okay. Just facing a challenge. Like your caterpillar, we don’t always see the end result in the beginning. 🙂

      2. That’s so true Lee. I often pray that Jesus will return to this earth soon, bringing an end to all pain and suffering.

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