My friend came over this week,and shared with me a delightful story from her life.
she was out shopping one day,and spied a beautiful throw,right in the middle it held a a picture of a butterfly,she had it in mind for a present for one of her daughters,but wasn't sure just then which one, so she purchased it and felt to put it away in a cupboard and just to wait.One of her daughters rang her one day in much distress,she had just miscarried a much wanted baby,this precious daughter worked in a childcare centre and was surrounded by babies & expectant mothers,a daily reminder of others, whose hopes & dreams for new life had been fulfilled.
My friend asked her daughter to come over to her home,when she arrived, she comforted her and presented to her the throw,with this promise from God,that she would conceive again and bring a healthy baby into the world.
this happily anticipated event did indeed come to pass,and the family's term of endearment use for the little girl that was gifted is, The butterfly baby,and one day, they even had the delight of seeing her being kissed by a butterfly as she lay in the garden.
the symbol of a butterfly? New life! how apt a portrayal,new life from old disappointments, a promise kept.
