Jonathots Daily Blog
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A caterpillar is just a maggot who has purchased a really nice coat.
Both of ’em are larvae–larvae being that phase in which something that’s come out of an egg is trying to resemble what it eventually needs to be.
Human beings are no different.
One of the reasons I believe in a Creator is that there is so much of birds, amphibians, cattle and monkeys in the human being, that you can see that God reached the end of His evolutionary fit, and just threw everything in the pot and made human goulash.
And this is why we love babies. It’s the egg phase. They’re cute, we can pretend they’re going to grow up and become great people, and we even distinguish their drool from the spittle of our next door neighbor’s offspring.
Then … they become maggots.
Somewhere between the age of thirteen and thirty, these little wunderkinds transform into ugly, creeping, crawling, cheating guppies.
We lament.
We decry.
We complain to our neighbors, seeking comfort because this “glob of goo” couldn’t possibly have come from our loins.
Time passes. They have children, cocooning themselves within a house, a mortgage, credit card bills and elongated PTA meetings.
Here’s the problem: nobody ever makes it out of the pupae to become a damn butterfly. Human beings seem to stop in the cocoon phase, encased.
So we’re cute as babies, ugly as adolescents and young adults, and trapped as grown-ups.
Where are the butterflies? Where is the beauty, flight and excitement that explains why the whole process was initiated in the first place?
In nature we refer to it as metamorphoses–but what I want you to understand is this: in our species, it’s met more for us.
God never expected our lives to end when we birthed our first child. We are inteded to take the new generation and teach by example how to fly off in the direction of our dreams.
Last night I sat at a table with my twenty-four-year-old son, celebrating his birthday. I suppose, to some people, it would look like he was in his larval phase. He is.
Perhaps in a couple of years he may even be embarrassed by some of his current choices, and cocoon in a relationship and a family. But if he’s going to be truly spiritual and whole, he will emerge from that cocoon in a wave of repentance–and soar.
- I was an egg.
- I was a really despicable maggot.
- I cocooned in my soul to regenerate my hopes.
And now, by the grace of God and the beauty of determination … I am a Monarch.
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