Once in time, an ugly caterpillar an in her limitations from all states of existence, not knowing who or what she was, went on in blindness, thinking her best days were behind her.
She went on in the dry weariness of soul and longed to find her total rest in yielded death. Death to so many limits, death to all of whom she had been.
In her weariness, she finally yielded to her eternal rest, not realizing the process she was in, that was kept her hidden even from her own heart and mind. As a caterpillar, she did not realize the Spiritual DNA that was formed within her heart, was forever sealed.
Hidden in time, lost in love divine, yet her heart so tenderly wandered and grieved, wanting to be clothed upon in eternal bliss and stay before HIS throne forever.
She didn’t realize what was planted in her heart was eternally blessed and redeemed. In her own experience, she didn’t understand the timing of her Spiritual DNA, that was planted into her heart by the Master and God of all creation. Nor did she comprehend what was to become of her limited life.
In the darkness of her experience, she wailed her youth and all of what she had envisioned. She mourned her own life and death.
Years of process kept hidden in the darkness as development continued on for many years. Only God knew the type of creature she would become.
Knowing His creation from the beginning, she slowly wandered from tree to tree seeking out a place of eternal rest and acceptance. Weary of all her efforts, she began to spin and weave threads into a cocoon, wrapping and self in a shroud.
She was hidden by the Master and her own efforts, thinking all was lost. She surrendered and yielded to the process, completely dying to what she was.
Her last work being the completion of the cocoon, she must now die. As she stretched in shroud, giving her last words to God, would she ever live again?
As the Metamorphosis of the caterpillar in a cocoon kept hidden, she finally finished the struggle of life within the cocoon. She entered into perpetual rest.
What she was from her first existence will not look or be the same. The struggle ensues and she finds she doesn’t fit this shroud. Not understanding the process, she continues to stretch until she breaks free of all the restraints. She won’t be recognizable by the past efforts and those who tried to destroy her fragile life.
The golden silky creature breaking completely free into this new life and symphony. Unrecognizable from what she was, she stretches so effortlessly and in symphony with the Angels of heaven; Her movements synchronize with each sound.
Her wings of various streaks of gold beaming from the sun, move in time with heavens sounds. She begins to take flight into her realms of Spiritual sight. Nothing of past things in sight, only newness of life.
As she is flying into what God kept hidden from view, she is new and only the limited memories of days gone by remain.
All the days of her life were hidden in death within the cocoon. She developed into what was, what is, and what is to come.
She breaks forth in flight as the sun shines upon her new golden wings in newness of sight and sound. She dances on the currents of the winds and breaks forth into New life and New beginning of a New Beginning. Selah.
“For in this we groan, earnestly desiring to be clothed upon with our house which is from heaven: If so be that being clothed we shall not be found naked. For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened: not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life,” 2 Corinthians 5:2-4 KJV.
In HIS Grace and Mercy,
~ Sherry Edwards Mackey