"And if God cares so wonderfully for the wildflowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, he will certainly care for you. Why do you have so little faith?" -Matthew 6:30
Leaving church a few weeks ago, Chloe spotted this beauty. A Cecropia Moth Isn't he amazing?! (I say he because after looking at our "Butterflies and Moths" book, we believe this to be a male. Yes, we are nerds like that.)
As I began to look at him, I saw the very hand of God.
His fuzzy antennae are something to see. His head had more hair than C3.
The tips of his wings had a shade of purple even the genius's at Crayola couldn't mimic. The color was not of this world, not of human creation or thought.
The wingtips had perfect circles that imitated eyes to protect it from danger.
This is another great find. The Great Spangled Fritillary. A magnificent butterfly.
It was the underside that took my breath away. A silver color that seemed almost pearlescent, it changed colors in the sun. Each one perfectly spaced from the other. Each one perfectly colored the exact same as the one next to it. Each one shaped as the one opposite it. The perfect butterfly.
As Chloe and I studied our treasures, I couldn't help but notice just how finite the details. My God took enough time to measure the distance between each circle. He took the time to ensure the colour was just so. He took the time to makes sure the fuzzy antennae on the Cecropia were spaced exactly the same, exactly the same!
The hands who formed these formed each one of us! The hands that produced a color no human can replicate, created each one of us. The hands that formed these beautiful creatures, those hands..... were pierced for you and for me.
"I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well." -Psalm 139:14