After spending their infancy ensconsed in a tight cocoon, this freedom flight is a burst of frenzied flurry...as they flit from one blossom unto another, filling up with the sweet, fragrant nectar of spring. I haven't done the research on the life of a butterfly to make this a scientific study, but I know enough about them to realize that their lifespan is probably not very long...and they must drink in all the nourishment and pleasure of life while they can. They are constantly on the move, in search of their next flower...and yet they appear to enjoy the task they've been given. They are not burdened down with the weight of this old world...they just live their lives doing exactly what they've been created to do.
"Or do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own? For you were bought at a price; therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's." I Corinthians 6:19-20My freedom comes when I recognize that I am God's prized possession...beautiful in His sight like these butterflies...only much more valuable to Him. When I give glory to God for Who He is and what He has done for me...there is great joy and freedom to be "me".