I see a butterfly scaling the bright blue sky and I want to be like him
I envy his freedom while I’m stuck in this pit and the light is getting dim
While wandering in our circumstances, we lose sight that God is willing to save
We just have to cry out to Him. That’s it, there’s no need to be stubborn and brave
What we fail to remember is that he wasn’t always a butterfly
God wrapped him tightly in a chrysalis and he had to be willing to die
Die to himself and trust that God would transfer him into something great
It’s something we don’t realize when we’re stuck in our troubled state
God whispers quietly into our ears, “Be still and know that I am God”
He transforms us into creations built in His image within this secret pod
We used to walk around in darkness blinded with scales over our eyes
Now with wings given by God, we can soar the bright blue skies
So when you see a butterfly, just remember that it’s you transformed by the creator
He who loves you so deeply, with an eternal everlasting love you can’t ignore.
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