Red Admiral Butterfly  UK                                Creator: DebraLee Wiseberg 
Copyright: Debra Wiseberg

But you, when you pray, go into your inner room, close your door and pray to your Father who is in secret, and your Father who sees what is done in secret will reward you.
Matthew 6:6 (NASB)

This morning I was sipping my morning coffee looking out into the bright sky, I felt hopeful for spring as we approach Easter. The sun shone on the conifers as the wind tickled the light green fringes of last years growth. Blue Tits and chaffinches hopped from branch to branch in an endless of game of chase. “It won’t be long until we see the first butterlies” I thought, which usually appear late March or early April depending on the temperature. It was about time to talk to my Father and read His Word when an idea popped into my head; that prayers are like butterflies.

As butterflies are the courier of life between plants, pollinating as they go from flower to flower so are our prayers. They leave our heart and fly Heavenward and onwards to the recipient of our prayer, pollinating them with divine love and provision. We have confidence that our prayers are heard by God and reach their destination if we pray within his will.          (1 John 5:14). This is not to suggest that God is a mere mailman, but a loving Father communicating with His loving children who obey His calling of Love.

Dear reader, be encouraged in your time of prayer – it is time well spent. You are never closer to Father God than when you are on your knees before Him in prayer. Your petitions fly on the wings of  love and are received joyfully at the throne of Grace, and the response goes out in His perfect time. Your petitions pollinate your recipient, enabling them to bloom by His provision. Such a life of intimate prayerfulness over time will make your own love for your Father God blossom (Psalm 116:1).


19 thoughts on “On The Wings of Love

  1. Yet another wonderful analogy, brother! Our prayers are like butterflies that flit to God and then come to rest on the hearts of others.

    I once co-wrote a song with a little kindergartner named Jenna. She told me she liked butterflies, unicorns and horses people can ride. It’s called, Jenna’s Butterflies.” I can email you the link if you like. Blessings.

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  2. BUTTERFLIES. A divine symbol of our Christ Life. They are the Joy of my life. Thank you. A chrysalis survives ALL of this world’s tragedies. After earthquake, tsunami, warfare, flood, fire, disease, some where even when all structure is gone. somewhere a chrysalis survives . One day a butterfly emerges. This is purest HOPE. LIFE anew. Christ. One day I pray the butterfly journey that so impacted my life and I pray the lives of many, after disaster, will be understood by folks not there. . It is and was not just about a symbol it is a story of LIFE. Beautiful Image.

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    1. Thank you so much for the lovely comments Crissy. Most of my writing is unplanned, but definitely guided by His Spirit. My mind isn’t that sharp or creative, it is His guidance that makes things happen which thrills my heart. May our Father guide and bless you richly in the week ahead sister.


  3. “As butterflies are the courier of life between plants, pollinating as they go from flower to flower so are our prayers.” Alan I don’t have the words to express how much encouragement this post has given to me. Thank you!!!

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