6 But I am a worm and not a man,
scorned by everyone, despised by the people.
THE BUTTERFLY
Forming inside the womb of God
The process of being born again
The spirit of God works deep within
Transforming the human heart
The soft outer shell of the spirit
Forms a cocoon around the flesh
The potter molding His clay
The new creation
Adding color and beauty
To His once pallid
Reflection of the old man
From the Breaking of the heart
His light shines through
Penetrating the hard shell
Now no longer blind to the world of the spirit
There is a Breaking through
A displaying of wings
Revealing His color shinning upon you
The butterfly
Psalm 22[a]
For the director of music. To the tune of “The Doe of the Morning.” A psalm of David.
1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from saving me,
so far from my cries of anguish?
2 My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer,
by night, but I find no rest.[b]
3 Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One;
you are the one Israel praises.[c]
4 In you our ancestors put their trust;
they trusted and you delivered them.
5 To you they cried out and were saved;
in you they trusted and were not put to shame.
6 But I am a worm and not a man,
scorned by everyone, despised by the people.
7 All who see me mock me;
they hurl insults, shaking their heads.
8 “He trusts in the Lord,” they say,
“let the Lord rescue him.
Let him deliver him,
since he delights in him.”
9 Yet you brought me out of the womb;
you made me trust in you, even at my mother’s breast.
10 From birth I was cast on you;
from my mother’s womb you have been my God.
11 Do not be far from me,
for trouble is near
and there is no one to help.
12 Many bulls surround me;
strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.
13 Roaring lions that tear their prey
open their mouths wide against me.
14 I am poured out like water,
and all my bones are out of joint.
My heart has turned to wax;
it has melted within me.
15 My mouth[d] is dried up like a potsherd,
and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;
you lay me in the dust of death.
16 Dogs surround me,
a pack of villains encircles me;
they pierce[e] my hands and my feet.
17 All my bones are on display;
people stare and gloat over me.
18 They divide my clothes among them
and cast lots for my garment.
19 But you, Lord, do not be far from me.
You are my strength; come quickly to help me.
20 Deliver me from the sword,
my precious life from the power of the dogs.
21 Rescue me from the mouth of the lions;
save me from the horns of the wild oxen.
22 I will declare your name to my people;
in the assembly I will praise you.
23 You who fear the Lord, praise him!
All you descendants of Jacob, honor him!
Revere him, all you descendants of Israel!
24 For he has not despised or scorned
the suffering of the afflicted one;
he has not hidden his face from him
but has listened to his cry for help.
25 From you comes the theme of my praise in the great assembly;
before those who fear you[f] I will fulfill my vows.
26 The poor will eat and be satisfied;
those who seek the Lord will praise him—
may your hearts live forever!
27 All the ends of the earth
will remember and turn to the Lord,
and all the families of the nations
will bow down before him,
28 for dominion belongs to the Lord
and he rules over the nations.
29 All the rich of the earth will feast and worship;
all who go down to the dust will kneel before him—
those who cannot keep themselves alive.
30 Posterity will serve him;
future generations will be told about the Lord.
31 They will proclaim his righteousness,
declaring to a people yet unborn:
He has done it!
In this life we might not have many followers or fans. We may not have committed friends or lovers.
We may not have parents that cheer us on or tell us about our potential, encourage us about our endless possibilities or lift us up when we hit an all time low! What we do have is a God that knows our potential if we will only believe. He sits in the back row when there is no one left to cheer us on. He remains and is committed to making our lives colorful. You may be blessed and have those who encourage you but even that is God encouraging you through them. If you feel like a worm, or a Caterpillar I’m here to tell you, your a butterfly in process! This life is your cocoon and everything in it is forming you into the beautiful butterfly God has intended. Partner with Him and watch His full glory and color shine upon you!!!
You are more beautiful when you are awake than most are in a life time! Now that your awake to God Be colorful! God bless!
FULL OF ROSES INSPIRATIONALS 