Two-Headed Freak...I Mean Adorable Butterfly

"It's nice and cool out. Would you take a nice, slow walk with me?" I asked Kinya Sat. afternoon. "You know I can't go far, but I want to see how much I can walk." After all, if I do some walking around and get my legs strong enough, I might be able to walk to Mon.'s clinic appointment.

I was supposed to be keeping myself as limber as possible. Staying in bed all day could lead to muscle atrophy, blood clots, pneumonia, turning into a bump on a log...okay, the last doesn't count.

I had on the same jeans skirt, thongs, and glasses (minus one nose guard) as I did the morning of Oct. 12 when I had my fall, but instead of counting on calling on someone to help me, I decided not go out alone this time. Kinya was more than willing to jump up and come along.

On a small bush was a tiny red flower, and on its edge a small butterfly...you hardly even noticed it was there! But it was so adorable; I HAD to get its picture! Just as I was about to click the shutter, a bee came into the frame, making for a more interesting photo. But later, as I was editing, I noticed something about the butterfly!

It seemed to have another head on its rear wing, and two antennas there too. Huh?

And I realized that was nature's way of helping protect that little insect, so if a predator saw it flitting about, it would attack its bottom wing, not its actual vital parts: the head or even the body. And it could escape with the stronger top wings!

Perhaps sometimes, we may feel the way we've been wired are pretty "freaky", wish we could get over it. But we can know it's with a VERY SPECIFIC and LOVING INTENT we have been so designed; and we shouldn't want to "get over it". Maybe God needs us that way to fulfill a specific purpose, and we just don't know about it yet, just like that butterfly doesn't know about possible predator attacks.

It's a good thing that lil' butterfly isn't a human being; he'd probably have been complaining about those little wires and bulbs attached to that little black spot on his lower wings; those just do not make it easier to fly! Why do some of us have problems with overweight, singing on tune, PMS, stuttering, depression, childhood trauma...stuff normal people don't have to deal with; they just make life more difficult! They make us feel like freaks, out of place.

"I'll bet that butterfly has NO IDEA" I mused, looking at the feller on the flower, "someone out there thinks he's adorable!"