An ugly caterpillar crawled up a barren tree,
He said, "I feel a 'stirring,' but the outcome I can't see."
He chose a branch and then began to spin a strange cocoon,
He said, "I don't understand it...I'll be closed in soon.
I'm not free to crawl about among the mulch and mold,
I don't think I'll like it here...it's not what I was told.
My freedom is restricted; I can't do as I choose,
And that's the last possession that I would ever want to lose."
But things began to happen, that worm began to change.
New feelings in that larva heart admittedly were strange.
Until one day that little tube split open down the back
And the creature that had been inside came right out through the crack.
The likes of him you've never seen, much different from before.
He didn't grub along the ground, he could spread his wings and soar.
And beautiful beyond mere words, a wonder to behold.
Instead of drab and brown and gray, he was purple, black and gold.
But the greatest change of all excited even him.
He didn't grub along the ground, he could fly from limb to limb.
His appetites were different, new desires surged within,
He had new companions ~~ didn't want to be what he had been.
Now the parallel is very plain to those who walk with Him.
The process of becoming sometimes makes the way seem dim.
But when we cease to struggle and spend the time with Him,
He changes us completely and gives us new life within.
