The caterpillar goes through a transformation to become a beautiful butterfly free to fly and see the world. I've painted several butterfly images lately while thinking about the following scripture verses:
Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.
2 Corinthians 3:17-18
Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.
But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control, will transform our lowly bodies so that they will be like his glorious body.
We had a "saint of a man" from our church die last weekend. We celebrate his life as one that was transformed by the power and spirit of God. He went through his final transformation Sunday morning as his soul was taken up to be with Christ. We will miss him here on earth, but his legacy will live on in the transforming news of Christ he shared with other people.
I struggle with this ongoing transformation in my own life. I know God is ever changing me, ever molding me to become what He has purposed for me in His heart at the time He created me. Sometimes the transformation is painful. Sometimes the feelings I want to hold on to are not easy to let go of. It's hard to live in the world and not be influenced by it. It's hard to let go of my self and surrender to His leading.
But I desire and long for the transformation...the freedom...the beauty of a life transformed.