One day a small hole appeared in a cocoon; a man, who happened to be passing by, spent hours observing the butterfly that worked to exit the cocoon through the small hole. After some time, it was as if the butterfly had abandoned hope and the hole remained just as small. It seemed that the butterfly had done all it could and it could do nothing else.
So the man decided to help the butterfly: he took a penknife and opened the cocoon. The butterfly immediately exited. But its body was thin and stiff; its wings were not fully developed and moved with difficulty.
The man continued to observe, thinking that at any moment the butterfly’s wings would open and would be capable of supporting the butterfly’s body so it could take flight.
Not so, alas. The butterfly spent the rest of its existence dragging along on the ground because of its thin body and stunted wings. Never would it fly.
The man, in a gesture of kindness and with the intention of helping the butterfly, did not understand that exiting through the narrow hole in the cocoon was necessary for the butterfly to be able to transmit liquid from its body to its wings to enable it to fly. Like a rite of passage, life demands the labor of passing through the cocoon hole for the butterfly to grow and develop.
Sometimes challenge is exactly what we need in our lives. If allowed to live our lives without encountering obstacles, we would be stunted. We could not be as strong as we are. We could never fly.
I asked for strength … and I was given difficulties to make me strong.
I asked for wisdom … and I was given problems to resolve.
I asked for prosperity … and I was given a brain and muscles to work.
I asked to be able to fly … and I was given obstacles to overcome.
I asked for love … and was given people to help with their problems.
I asked for blessings … and was given hurtles
I received nothing that I asked …
….but I received everything that I needed.