keep a butterfly
born to fly-
on the ground
flitting and floating
you’d think it was gloating
that her post-cocoon
“Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest”- Psalm 55:6
My girls went back to school this past week. It spiraled me into a mini- midlife crisis, realizing that BOTH of my daughters are now in high school! I started thinking about how few years they have left before they will one day “fly”.
That morning, I went to sit up at the cross on the hill behind our church. It was a beautiful day, despite the extreme heat and humidity. As soon as I got to the top of the hill, I noticed there were an unusual amount of butterflies flying around me. One in particular was HUGE! Bigger than my hand! It was bright blue and reminded me of a peacock. Every time it landed, I tried to get a picture of it- and as soon as I took a step forward, off it went again. It stayed right near me the whole time I was at the cross, never staying in one place long enough for me to get a picture.
The funny thing is that my girls have become like that, too! I asked to take a picture of them on the morning before they went off for their first day of school- “Mommmm…. PLEASE don’t “post” a picture of us anywhere!”
Gone are the days of making them pose for sweet smiley school pictures and waiting with them for the bus at our bus stop… gone are the days of controlling their every move!
They are preparing for take off, shedding layers of their childhood cocoons one day at a time. And as the days fly by- they are needing me less and less.
It is a juxtaposition of feelings-
both bittersweet and overflowing joy.
“You may outgrow my lap, but never my heart”
– author unknown
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.