Butterflies are free...Isaiah 43:18-19
Butterflies are free - flying ever so gently on a breeze. They go from flower to flower for sustenance, a fresh drink. I would guess that each flower has a unique flavor, an essence that draws the butterfly there. Unlike humans, butterflies are free from the bondage that being human brings being shackled by burdens and held captive by the world. Butterflies rise up high and look down from above in freedom's soar. I've never seen a butterfly on a leash, held captive by sin. Butterflies soar on high in beauty and love, feeding momentarily on Love's floral essence. I choose to be like a butterfly. I choose Love's essence. Butterflies are free - flying ever so gently on a breeze.