July 1, 2009 | In: Parenthood
Oh, The Symbolism!!!
Speaking of raising children. Isn’t this picture a great representation of what we do as moms?
We bring home the chubby little caterpillar, nurture it and help it become what God intended – something more beautiful than we could have ever imagined.
….and aren’t those just GORGEOUS kids?! 
Have you ever raised a butterfly?
It was absolutely fascinating for all of us. (You can order a butterfly kit here.)
7 Responses to Oh, The Symbolism!!!
Mindi
July 1st, 2009 at 10:32 pm
I am encouraged for my own life, just to read the butterfly story.
Sarah Chia
July 2nd, 2009 at 7:19 am
We raised butterflies a couple of years ago… had great success with that. I’m thinking my daughter was 6. She’ll be 9 next month, and still talks about it.
We’ve also thought about doing ladybugs or (my favorite) praying mantises.
Daniel Cox
July 4th, 2009 at 2:49 am
It’s amazing what happens when we stop and consider something from a different perspective. I laughed out loud remembering my “little grubby caterpillars!”
As a father, I have often felt like my grubby sausage hands have spent more time damaging wings and bending little antennae. Thank God children are resilient. And God is merciful.
And that I finally learned to let go a little bit.
Just a little…
Kat
July 4th, 2009 at 5:21 am
Daniel,
Those are some wonderful words of wisdom…that I needed to hear. Thanks for sharing!
Jenn
July 5th, 2009 at 12:24 pm
Yes, that is a great representation. I feel like I just let two of my butterflies go this week, as we dropped our 11 and 8 year old boys off at camp for the week for the first time… I had a restless night last night as I dealt with fears and God reminding me that he holds their lives in His hands.
I didn’t know there was such a thing as raising butterflies. Where do you get such a kit?
diana
July 6th, 2009 at 7:30 am
My friend Rebekah W did this too with her kiddos, so fun!
annie
July 21st, 2009 at 8:18 am
As a kid, I gathered caterpillars every year and kept them in a box with twigs and oak leaves. They’d all cocoon, and I’d end up with a bunch of brown moths. Yes, the first time, I was a bit disappointed that they weren’t beautiful butterflies, but I still appreciated the experience and continued the tradition for several years. Pretty darn neat. God’s work is amazing.