It was the baby butterfly, although it did not resemble a butterfly in the least.
It remained very still except for a slight up and down motion it made with its body. Right
before my eyes, the butterfly's wings were growing longer and its body getting thinner.
The butterfly was pumping fluid from its body to its wings.
Within a few short minutes, the butterfly was full-size. If you look closely you will see that the black lines on the wings are very thick. This was my first clue that this was a female butterfly. On males those lines are much thinner. The second clue was that the distinctive two black spots, that a male has on the back of his wings, were missing on hers.
How lovely to start a day with a miracle!
I look for a miracle in every day...no matter how small.
I hope you do too!
A huge miracle in my life happened 24 years ago when my son Timothy was born.
Today is his birthday! Happy Birthday baby boy.