It is only by our dying that we can enter the new life
Sometimes death whimpers softly, but oft times with much strife
Dying to self is definitely hard–will it never end?
The many forms it takes is difficult to comprehend

Just like the caterpillar in its worm-like state
Travels on the ground not knowing of it’s fate
Until it gazes upward, and climbs up in a tree
Spinning it’s own shroud–sealing its destiny

The new life that emerges is nothing like the past
Soaring on wings of color to a new world that is vast
Never again to crawl the earth, it’s made to dwell on high
Don’t be afraid to die to self is the message of the butterfly

Debbie Furey
February 7, 2020

Matthew 10:38-39 – “Whoever does not take up their cross and follow me is not worthy of me. 39 Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it.”

2 Corinthians 5:17 – “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!”

Romans 6:1-14, 7:4-6
Ephesians 4:22-32