“There is a lad here who has five barley loaves and two fish, but what are these for so many people?” John 6:9 (NIV)
The Lord has a remarkable way of turning our way of thinking and understanding upside down and on its head, doesn’t He? What is all too quickly assessed by human thinking as an undesirable exception to the normal, or put another way, what we see as not enough or imperfect, becomes exceptional when placed in His hands.
“Then Jesus said, ‘Make the people sit down.’ Now there was much grass in the place. So the men sat down, in number about five thousand. And Jesus took the loaves, and when He had given thanks He distributed them to the disciples, and the disciples to those sitting down; and likewise of the fish, as much as they wanted. So when they were filled, He said to His disciples, ‘Gather up the fragments that remain, so that nothing is lost.’ Therefore they gathered them up, and filled twelve baskets with the fragments of the five barley loaves which were left over by those who had eaten. Then those men, when they had seen the sign that Jesus did, said, ‘ This is truly the Prophet who is to come into the world.'” John 6:10-14 (NKJV)
My wife dearly loves butterflies. We’ve been especially thrilled these past few weeks to have witnessed the Monarch butterfly life transformation take place. Much to our delight this remarkable process has played out before our eyes time and time again progressing from eggs to caterpillars to chrysalis to the miraculous emerging of beautiful Monarch butterflies. We learned soon enough, however, that this remarkable process doesn’t always end with a perfectly formed Monarch flying off into the sunset.
Curly Sue’s journey as a Monarch took a different route than normal because she cannot fly. Doing a bit of research after the fact we discovered that sometimes for various reasons a Monarch’s wings don’t properly unfold after leaving the confines of the chrysalis. When that happens they become fixed in shapes that prevent flight from ever happening. Curly Sue’s wings have an unmistakable curl along the edges that’s obviously not supposed to be there. Thus the name “Curly Sue.”
Unlike her brothers and sisters Curly Sue will never experience being buoyed along by warm, gentle breezes that carry her to an endless parade of flowers. Her fate seemed sealed as time and time again my wife and I would find her pitifully flipping and flopping about in our front yard as she unsuccessfully tried to fly during her first 24 hours. Our hope was that somehow her wings would finally straighten out.
On the second day my tenderhearted wife was unable to watch the chaotic gyrations continue any longer. She decided Curly Sue would come inside and spend whatever time she had left in our house with us. Curly Sue has been with us for about 2 weeks now living in her castle…aka a plastic bug container we found at the local pet shop… on our living room coffee table.
Each day Curly Sue feeds on fresh cut flowers from our yard and is able to stretch her legs whenever my wife holds her gently in her hands. On sunny days my wife takes her to the back yard and places her on one of the flowers there. “She needs to be outside in the sun,” my wife will say in this delightfully nurturing “warm chicken soup” sort of tone.
Curly Sue never stops trying to fly. Several times a day she’ll assertively flap her wings all to no avail causing her to flip upside down after traveling only mere inches. Curly Sue is definitely not a quitter. She is a model of determination, perseverance, and optimism. I’ve decided with each attempt at flying she’s thinking, “This time I will fly!”
“Are you going to be OK when she’s no longer with us? “ I asked my wife as she was carefully cradling Curly Sue in her hands taking her on yet another trip to the backyard. Pausing for just a moment my wife quietly replied, “Yes, but I will miss her. I feel sorry for her because she’s never going to get to fly like she was meant to do…she’ll never get to have babies…like all the others,” her voice trailing off. It was at that point that an ephiphany entered my mind. “Maybe she has a different mission than the others, you know? What if she is here especially for you to love on and enjoy…yes…to give you joy?” I mused.
Yes, it’s true that Curly Sue was meant to fly, but since her wings didn’t develop normally she has been prevented from ever flying in the traditional sense like the vast majority of butterflies do. Funny thing is, though, in an unexpected twist in our understanding of what flying is, we have realized that Curly Sue has been flying all along. How so? Miraculously she has managed to unquestionably fly straight into my wife’s heart as no other normally developed Monarch ever could.
Until our eyes were opened just a few days ago we lacked the vision needed to appreciate and understand that Curly Sue was not flightless after all. We have realized that with her uniquely curled wings she has still soared in improbable ways and into places that are impossible for other butterflies to reach.
If you fly differently than others then shouldn’t you expect the destinations you are able to reach to also be different from what others can achieve? It’s true as believers that we all collectively strive towards the same eternal finish line, but no individual path, no individual mission is necessarily the same. After all, He has made each of us unique in our own special ways, hasn’t He?
“For as we have many members in one body, but all the members do not have the same function, so we, being many, are one body in Christ, and individually members of one another.” Romans 12:4-5 (NKJV)
Let’s put our shields down here for a moment and be honest enough to admit that we each have our own unique set of curled wings of some sort, don’t we? It’s a bit cheesy I know, but isn’t it true that we all could be known as a “Curly You” since we all have our own imperfections and weaknesses? And now you know one of my faults: I can’t help myself when it comes to word play no matter how cringe-worthy it may turn out. What else can I say? The shot was there, so I took it.
Our individual flying style depends on who God has purposed us to be. For some, flight is instantly recognizable as flying by the strictest definition of the word. Sometimes, however, it may be unrecognizable as flight to not only others, but even more sadly, in our own eyes, as we wistfully focus on what we think flying is supposed to look like from our unhappy seat on the ground. All too often we lament over what we can’t do while never taking the time to ask the Lord what special plans He has for us that we can do.
I don’t know about you, but this experience with Curly Sue has reminded me just how narrow minded I can be. In this case, God has broadened my mind and brought me into alignment with His far-reaching thoughts about flying.
If you were to ask my wife about all the butterflies she’s watched flying and flitting about, she’ll joyfully take the opportunity to tell you about imperfect and flightless Curly Sue, and, I might add, the only butterfly she ever named. Why? Because Curly Sue accomplished what no other so called “normal” butterfly could ever do: she flew straight into her heart curled wings and all. In fact, that flight wouldn’t have even happened without those curled wings.
We look at ourselves and see all of our shortcomings, all of our perceived inadequacies, and we think we have nothing of meaning, nothing of significance, nothing of value to offer to others. When we do this we terribly underestimate what the Lord has planned for us to do in our lifetimes by His own strength.
We say we can’t fly and without Him it’s true we can’t. But with Him, well, He says we can fly. C.H. Spurgeon eloquently captures this truth saying, “God does not need your strength; He has more than enough power of His own. He asks your weakness: He has none of that himself, and He is longing, therefore, to take your weakness, and use it as an instrument in His own mighty hand.”
“Then the Lord turned to him and said, “Go in this might of yours, and you shall save Israel from the hand of the Midianites. Have I not sent you? So he said to Him, “O my Lord, how can I save Israel? Indeed my clan is the weakest in Manasseh, and I am the least in my father’s house. And the Lord said to him, ‘Surely I will be with you, and you shall defeat the Midianites as one man.’” Judges 6:14-16 (NKJV)
The Lord has made you special and unique. You offer something that the world around you is lacking and desperately needs. Would you stop and consider that maybe, just maybe, your weaknesses in His hands are His very special provision to meet that distinct need?
Embrace who you are in the Lord’s Kingdom, curled wings and all, so that you may fly and soar into other’s hearts according to His good purposes. It’s sky high time we open our eyes and understand that it is flight not as the world sees and says, but as He sees and says.
I don’t know how much longer Curly Sue will be physically here with us, but I can say without a doubt that the lessons the Lord has taught both my wife and I through this imperfect, but oh so brave, little butterfly will fly forever in our hearts even after she is physically gone. And so I must ask you, don’t we all want to matter for eternity’s sake?
Friend, I encourage you to fully embrace who God has not only made you to be, but said you to be and become. In His gentle hands fly as only you can into those special hearts that He has purposed for you to reach saying to yourself, “Yes, thank you, Lord, for Your grace to fly. No longer am I grounded by my own limited vision as I once was. Today I am flying according to Your good sight for Your glory. Whose hurting heart would You have me fly into today and speak life, so that they too can soar in the heavens with You?”
“Then Peter said, ‘Silver and gold I do not have, but what I do have I give to you; in the name of Jesus of Nazareth, rise up and walk.’” Acts 3:6 (NKJV)
“Voice of Truth” by Casting Crowns from the Album “Casting Crowns”
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