Dear Reader, I told you earlier about the message we can learn from
an Easter chick. Here’s one concerning an insect. preached in church at
‘a saint of a man’s’ funeral. I told of how death, for a true practising
Christian was comparable to a caterpillar casting off its chrysalis. No
longer would its reasoning be from the perceptions of a creepy-crawly.
Now it would be from the aspect of a creature with wings to soar. Well –
no mistake! - it was January when I spoke from the lectern and, with
people looking down at the front of the same, I wondered what had caught
their eye. I certainly hadn’t dropped any notes as I’d been preaching
extemporary.
Then, all of a sudden - creeping over the edge and on to the open
Bible -there appeared an exquisite butterfly. Yes, God was surely
confirming that what I’d said about the passing over of this wonderful
Mr Hampton was pleasing to Him. But that is not all! Doreen - who was
the church organist - coming down the nave at the close of the service,
was amazed to find this butterfly now resting in the favourite pew in
which the deceased used to worship.
What a wonderful and truly glorious God is ours! And – if it be in
His will! – I’ll tell you of other similar incidents in following
editions of this quarterly News Letter. Meanwhile may His love enfold
you.
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