Family and Friends,
All butterflies have “complete metamorphosis.”
To grow into an adult they go
through 4
stages: egg, larva, pupa and adult.
To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born,
and a time to die;
a time to plant,
and a time to pluck up that
which
is planted;
A time to kill,
and a time to heal;
a time to break down,
and a time to build up;
A time to weep,
and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn,
and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones,
and a time to gather stones together;
a time to
embrace,
and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get,
and a time to lose;
a time to keep,
and a time to cast away;
A time to rend,
and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence,
and a time to speak;
A time to love,
and a time to hate;
a time of war,
and a time of peace.
What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboureth?
I have seen the travail,
which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised
in it.
He hath made every thing beautiful in his time:
also he hath set the world in
their heart,
so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the
beginning to the end.
All Christians will go through their own personal metamorphosis. Though the
change
at times may be painful. There are trials to face and overcome, sorrows to
endure and
heartaches to face. Yet we shall too be changed, like the lowly caterpillar into
the
beautiful butterfly. We shall be changed into a glorious transformation into
the image of our Dear
Savior.
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I Corinthians 15:51-55
Behold, I shew you a mystery;
We shall not all sleep,
but we shall all be
changed,
In a moment,
in the twinkling of an eye,
at the last trump:
for the trumpet shall sound,
and the dead shall be raised incorruptible,
and we shall be changed.
For this corruptible must put on incorruption,
and this mortal must put on
immortality.
So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption,
and this mortal shall
have put on immortality,
then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written,
Death is swallowed up in victory.
O death,
where is thy sting?
O grave,
where is thy victory?
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Philippians 3:20-21
For our conversation is in heaven;
from whence also we look for the Saviour,
the Lord
Jesus Christ:
Who shall change our vile body,
that it may be fashioned like unto his glorious
body,
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FROM MY HEART TO YOU 