The air was hot and sticky when I came out of Target tonight. I took off the sweatshirt I was wearing against the freezing air conditioning in the store. I was hurrying to get home because I had been out longer than I expected.
I pulled the shopping cart up next to the car to unload it, and I saw something fluttering on the ground. I looked more closely and discovered that it was an Io moth. Io moths are large and brown with dark blue eyes on their wings. Their bodies are covered with a soft, lighter brown velvet and they are really quite beautiful. I moved slowly closer to get a better look; I didn't want to startle it away before I got a chance to really see it. I was sorry I had forgotten my phone because I would have liked to take a picture of it. As I got closer, it didn't even try to move away. I touched it, I tried to pick it up. It was stuck to the asphalt. I wasn't sure if it was dead or holding on tightly to the pavement. It looked as though it was laying eggs. I tried again to move it, to get it to a better place, but I wasn't able to do so. It held on tightly or was perhaps partly crushed and stuck to the ground. "Oh, poor thing", I said aloud.
"Do you do well to be sad about the moth?" I heard the voice of the Lord immediately. Not audibly, but that still small voice that is unmistakeably Him. "Yes Lord, I do; I think I do...".
"Why?"
"Because it is rare and beautiful and you hardly ever see one.....what is it that You want me to know, to understand?" "Is it that Your heart breaks for people, who are all rare and beautiful, each and every one?"
No answer. But I felt sadder and my eyes began to fill with tears.. "Break my heart, God, with the things that break Yours", was all I could pray. I prayed all the way home.
There are some things He has asked me to do, and I've been procrastinating. I've been talking to Him about them again, and I know I need to finish what I started. God is with me in this process, and is so very patient.
This time, instead of butterflies, He used a moth. Butterflies are out during the day, moths are out at night. Was it just because I was out and it was night time, or is the meaning deeper? I don't know. But I do know that I'm not letting go until I gain the full understanding. I think tonight at Target, I was the target.
"It is the glory of God to conceal a matter; to search out a matter is the glory of kings." Proverbs 25:2.
I'm searching still.
I pulled the shopping cart up next to the car to unload it, and I saw something fluttering on the ground. I looked more closely and discovered that it was an Io moth. Io moths are large and brown with dark blue eyes on their wings. Their bodies are covered with a soft, lighter brown velvet and they are really quite beautiful. I moved slowly closer to get a better look; I didn't want to startle it away before I got a chance to really see it. I was sorry I had forgotten my phone because I would have liked to take a picture of it. As I got closer, it didn't even try to move away. I touched it, I tried to pick it up. It was stuck to the asphalt. I wasn't sure if it was dead or holding on tightly to the pavement. It looked as though it was laying eggs. I tried again to move it, to get it to a better place, but I wasn't able to do so. It held on tightly or was perhaps partly crushed and stuck to the ground. "Oh, poor thing", I said aloud.
"Do you do well to be sad about the moth?" I heard the voice of the Lord immediately. Not audibly, but that still small voice that is unmistakeably Him. "Yes Lord, I do; I think I do...".
"Why?"
"Because it is rare and beautiful and you hardly ever see one.....what is it that You want me to know, to understand?" "Is it that Your heart breaks for people, who are all rare and beautiful, each and every one?"
No answer. But I felt sadder and my eyes began to fill with tears.. "Break my heart, God, with the things that break Yours", was all I could pray. I prayed all the way home.
There are some things He has asked me to do, and I've been procrastinating. I've been talking to Him about them again, and I know I need to finish what I started. God is with me in this process, and is so very patient.
This time, instead of butterflies, He used a moth. Butterflies are out during the day, moths are out at night. Was it just because I was out and it was night time, or is the meaning deeper? I don't know. But I do know that I'm not letting go until I gain the full understanding. I think tonight at Target, I was the target.
"It is the glory of God to conceal a matter; to search out a matter is the glory of kings." Proverbs 25:2.
I'm searching still.
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