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The Butterfly
by Jennifer Godkin © 2007

One dark and rainy day brought a shadow in my life.
Broken dreams and heartache brought alot of pain and strife.
And in the darkness of an empty room I looked outside to find
The rain streaming down my window, as I sat on the bed and cried.
I felt my situation hopeless, and no ray of light shone through
I had no thought for tommorrow; I didn't know what to do.
Yet I looked outside my window and somehow through the rain
I noticed there was a small cocoon webbed outside the window pane.
I wondered what it was doing there, and hadn't much hope it would last
I even wondered if it was left over dirt, I'd missed from summer past.
So I put it out of my mind and left to do something more
I left that empty room in grief, and closed the bedroom door.
A month or two went by and changes brought fresh air
And sunlight and the summer's warmth melted my despair
The room was transformed into a place to bring my cares
To a loving Saviour, who promised always to be there.
A place where I felt His presence as I worshiped on that bed
And a place where I could draw close to Him, and rest my weary head
A room filled with many tears, that were replaced with all His joy
A room that we had intended for "our son", our "little boy"
It was replaced with a refuge and a shelter from the storm
A place where my heart was healed, where I was transformed
A room I longed to run to while I was slowly driving home
Because I missed His presence while I worked on my own
The more time I would spend there, the happier I seemed
It was the place where I belonged, my favorite place to be.
One bright and sunny day, brought a gleam of hope inside.
I entered into that room, and looked outside to find
That the cocoon that was webbed outside the window pane was gone
And deep in my heart Jesus had written a new song.
And as the music played I heard the words distinctly say
"Behold I make all things new", and I saw a butterfly that day.


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