I watched three white butterflies flit around the yard. Their flight was erratic so that they appeared driven by random chance, or a strong breeze. Aimless they seemed, and yet arriving upon a flower or leaf they looked to have attained their goal.
This was no accident. At times they would approach one another and spin crazy circles of courtship or intimidation (I could not tell which). Then those sheets of living paper would dance away by a mysterious impulse imbued by He who said, "let birds fly," and, "let the earth bring forth...creeping things."
People are like that, especially children, but also adults. How random we seem...thoughtless...aimless...driven by impulse...dancing in courtship or intimidation. But, like butterflies, there is no accident to our actions, either. Consider St. Paul writing to the Ephesian Christians:
And you were dead in the trespasses and sins in which you once walked, following the course of this world, following the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that is now at work in the sons of disobedience— among whom we all once lived in the passions of our flesh, carrying out the desires of the body and the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, like the rest of mankind. ~Ephesians 2:1-3
The "prince of the power of the air" blew our butterfly bodies in swirling sin-circles, as our fallen flesh beat wicked wings, delighting in the dance.
And yet again, He who said, "Let there be...," became incarnate by the Spirit of the Virgin Mary, that we may have life, and that eternally.
But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ—by grace you have been saved— and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus ~Ephesians 2:4-6
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit; as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
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