Waiting for the butterflies..

A few weeks ago I was watching my 3 year old play in the front yard. She ran around, cooked some mud pies, and even had a tea party with Moe (our pit mix). All of a sudden she just stopped. She grabbed her chair, turned it towards the fields, & sat down. I watched and waited. 15 minutes passed & finally I just had to break the silence to ask why she had not moved or made a noise in so long. Her response…

“I’m just waiting on the butterflies”.

I couldn’t respond. My mind was instantly consumed with 100 thoughts. Her answer was so matter of fact. She just knew that butterflies were coming, even with none in sight. And she was being so patient. So calm in her faith that they would appear soon. I started applying this to my own life. How often do I just sit back & let myself just have faith that something beautiful is coming? Why am I always chasing after things instead of just having faith that good things will happen? Maybe she was teaching me something. Maybe this was a lesson in faith. So I sat with her & we waited. Then that tiny little yellow butterfly made his appearance. I almost cried. All she had was faith & God delivered. I’m not a very religious person, but as a Christian this moment moved me.
This was my reminder that even on my worst days all I need is faith. I just have to believe that good things are on the horizon. Maybe that’s half the battle. So for now I’m just let go of my fears of what tomorrow holds & just wait for the butterflies.