Talk to me, Abba.
Last week, I wrote about the butterflies we had been watching emerge from their cocoons. You can read about it here. I had also found myself struck by the realization of the shedding of the exoskeleton. It is one thing to hear the terminology and another entirely to see it unfold. I was staring at the caterpillar begin to spin it's silken cocoon. It began a shaking that appeared so violent as it made a point and attached itself in order to hang down. A third of it's body fell off. I just stood there stunned.
I was stunned because Christ in the tomb was fresh on my mind that Good Friday. I was stunned because Galatians 2:20 is always fresh in my mind. This falling away was not some calculated effort on the part of the caterpillar. It was a natural response to God creating it and calling it forth in it's time. There was a shedding of self, a shroud of paper thin mystery wrapped around the Chrysalis. Then, there was quiet.
When it had all fallen away and there seemed to be no activity, our Master Creator was doing something in that darkness. We are never alone. We are never left to ourselves. God pursues us. By the grace and the blood of Christ, we become wholly different. We are no longer forsaken. We are His delight. (Isaiah 62:4)
"I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me."
"You shall no more be termed Forsaken,
and your land shall no more be termed Desolate,
but you shall be called My Delight Is in Her,
and your land Married;
for the Lord delights in you,
and your land shall be married."