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