Not just another butterfly.


Yes, it’s small. Yes, it’s girlie. But this is not just another butterfly tattoo.

You see, I love butterflies.  I read this story over ten years ago, and since then butterflies have become a symbol of my faith and my struggles in it.

I would never imagine seeing a butterfly trying to cram her way back into that cocoon. That’s simply ridiculous !

When I look at my butterfly I want to be reminded of the transformation and regeneration Christ has done in my life.

Below are just a few scriptures that I am encouraged by with thoughts of my butterfly.

Do you have any you would like to share?

Revelation 21:5

And He who sits on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new ” And He said, “Write, for these words are faithful and true.” ( HE makes all things, not somethings, not just improved, NEW)

2 Corinthians 5:17

17Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creature; the old things passed away; behold, new things have come. ( old things are passed away, a butterfly can never ever go back into the cocoon and regress to be a caterpillar)

Philippians 1:6

For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus. (He began the good work in me, he will perfect it, it’s a process that continues “until the day of Christ Jesus”)

Ephesians 2

Made Alive in Christ

1And you were dead in your trespasses and sins, 2in which you formerly walked according to the course of  this world, according to the prince of the power of the air, of the spirit that is now working in the sons of disobedience.

3Among them we too all formerly lived in the lusts of our flesh, indulging the desires of the flesh and of the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, even as the rest.

4But God, being rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, 5even when we were dead in our transgressions, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved), 6and raised us up with Him, and  seated us with Him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, 7so that in the ages to come He might show the surpassing riches of His grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus.

8For by grace you have been saved through faith; and that not of yourselves, it is the gift of God;  9not as a result of works, so that no one may boast.

10For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand so that we would walk in them.

Titus 3:3-7

3 For we also once were foolish ourselves, disobedient, deceived, enslaved to various lusts and pleasures, spending our life in malice and envy, hateful, hating one another.

4But when the kindness of God our Savior and His love for mankind appeared, 5He saved us, not on the basis of deeds which we have done in righteousness, but according to His mercy, by the washing of regeneration and renewing by the Holy Spirit,  6whom He poured out upon us richly through Jesus Christ our Savior,  7so that being justified by His grace we would be made heirs according to the hope of eternal life.

“How does one become a butterfly?” she [a caterpillar] asked pensively. [the butterfly replied] “You must want to fly so much that you are willing to give up being a caterpillar. What looks like you will die, but what’s really you will still live. Life is changed, not taken away.” Trina Paulus, author, “Hope for the Flowers.”

Moving Forward,


Ohh and also, thanks to Matt over at Ink Link Tattoos, I am sure you could do something more elaborate and artsy, but you did exactly what I wanted.

If you are in the West Palm Beach area, and are interested in getting a tat, call Ink Link! 561.712.9009 !!

Awww Heck… The Ants Edition

(I don’t know what happened to “Part One” of the Awww Heck Posts but Part Two is here … So I don’t know if this would be Part Three if there never was really ever a Part One)


Ok, so if you have ever met me, you know I have a few labels that apply to me…


Emotional, Dramatic Expressive, Tender, Sensitive, So So loving….But I am indeed an over thinker …


So we were having a small ant issue at the house… not really a big deal… until today…

They are these little winged ants who seemed to like to call my bedroom home… it’s gross to think about ants in my very clean and bright and never having food in it bedroom and even though they weren’t reallybothering anything… I decided to “take care of it” yesterday…  After some researching on Google I learned that they were indeed ants and not termites (FYI – ants have a thorax or abdomen or something) I had to decide to either bug bomb (which may not kill the queen) or just put out a gel (which little worker ants take back to the little ant village to kill the queen)….  I put out the gel, and nonwinged ants came out of the woodwork, literally… lots of um… the winged ants had no interest in the gel…

I know what you are thinking, what does this have to do with being emotional?

Well, yesterday, although I was fascinated by watching the ants eat the gel, and “talk” to each other.. I felt bad…

AND THEN TODAY… I had a bunch of dead ants in my bright and clean bedroom, little worker ants who obviously did not make it to feed the queen the poison, but that’s not all – there were alive ants and you wanna know what they were doing? Nope, not eating the gel…. they were lifting and carrying the dead ants back into the floorboards to take them to the little ant village…

How stinking sad is that?


Note to you, my friend and/or reader of other things that I don’t like because they make me so so sad, for real…

  • The Zoo
  • Sea World
  • Butterfly World
  • Fish Tanks

I am sure there are more… but I am getting too sad thinking about it…..