I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress, My God, in whom I trust. – Psalm 91:2
Transformation and trust walk hand-in-hand. The caterpillar does not question whether its metamorphosis will come when it will become what it was designed to be. It waits patiently, endures its slow, bulky, earth-bound existence hidden among the leaves, confident that in Gods time it will take flight on paper-thin, stained glass-like wings into a limitless sky.
We too must wait, endure and believe during our time of becoming. When we continue to do our best, according to what we have been given, we will emerge from this cocoon as something beautiful with a boundary less tomorrow awaiting.