A spider spun a silken web near to a garden gate

And sat there salivating, for some lunch he couldn’t wait.

His web it shuddered slightly in the morning autumn breeze.

Surely some unfortunate bug would happen by to please.



Just then upon a flower a butterfly did light.

A beautiful Monarch butterfly, such a majestic sight.

Alas, he fluttered nearer to disaster than he knew

And soon was captured in the web. Twas nothing he could do.



But the lady of the garden happened then to look his way

And deftly was able to get him out of the spider’s web that day.

Motionless, the Monarch laid there, wings against her palm,

And the gentle lady cried a bit and begged him to stay calm.



The butterfly’s legs were bound up tight by the spider’s expert skill.

The lady prayed then to the Lord, “Help me if You will.”

And like a tiny miracle she was able to get him free.

Exhausted, the Monarch just laid there, what would be would be.



She set him sweetly on a leaf where she’d check him on the morrow

And as the lady looked on him there, her heart filled up with sorrow.

The next day she brought him in the house. A sugared drink she gave him

Then back outside, singing Amazing Grace, set him on a tree limb.



She quoted scripture over him, Isaiah 53:4

It tells of all the sorrow and grief our blessed Savior bore.

A moment later the butterfly spread his wings, his head held high,

And gracefully took off from there into God’s big blue sky.



One would think that the story would certainly end there.

This story that shows how much our Lord above does care.

For one more little miracle was meant there to be seen

By the tenderhearted lady, there in her garden scene.



Yes, that beautiful Monarch, He made one more flight

Before disappearing completely out of sight.

He danced in her garden one more time on that day,

Oh, we never know what God will touch when first we stop to pray!

10/05/2004