Romance is the sweet part of loving. Growing excitement, gentle touches and beauty. Not just physical beauty, but beauty from within. The phone call to say hi, the note that says I thought of you today, the pressed flower. Look at this butterfly and think of how it glides from flower to flower, sipping sweetness and moving on.
I dare you to think of something bad about butterflies. It’s true. Just look at the beauty of this insect which brings oohs and ahhs. Have you ever heard anyone say yuck it’s a butterfly. If you did, I hope you kept a safe distance from the person who said it.
As I
photographed this beauty, it cooperated and stayed in my flower bed for nearly an hour. I was mesmerized by its color and the way it flitted from flower to flower. This little animal is programmed to drink as much nectar as possible and then start another life over by laying an egg. They go about their business, not bothering anyone, but bringing pleasure to those who happen to see it.
On a deeper level, think about this. With all the things God had to take care of, he took the time to paint this little insect like a masterpiece. Why? Could it survive just as well if it was plain brown? Yes, but not nearly as pleasing to the eye. We have a tendency to take for granted the beauty that sits right outside our door. Instead, we rush around, looking for things to entertain us and bring us pleasure. Stop and look out the door. Butterflies are free.
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