“Then the Lord answered me and said:
“Write the vision
And make it plain on tablets,
That he may run who reads it.
For the vision is yet for an appointed time;
But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie.
Though it tarries, wait for it;
Because it will surely come,
It will not tarry” (Hab 2:2, 3)
There were two worms climbing a tree. One said to the other: ‘Life is good on this tree… I wish nothing else…’ But the second worm remembered the word his parents told him when he was very small. His dad said to him: ‘Dear son, your destiny is to fly! You will not crawl on trees forever! You are a beautiful butterfly! Your wings are planted inside your heart. One day, you have to wrap yourself in a cocoon. Inside that tight place, with no windows and no doors, God will give you the gift of wings. Then you shall come out like a butterfly. Then you shall fly like your mum and I. Do not let anybody kill your dreams…’ Yes, dad…’ he said… Confidence building up, he told the first worm that he will fly one day. But the ordinary worm rebuked him saying: ‘Stop talking like that! We are worms! We live and die like worms! Forget flying! Stop dreaming impossible, foolish dreams! Let’s crawl on this tree…’
For a time they went up in silence. But suddenly, the worm that had wings planted inside looked up! He saw his parents flying high, calling from above… That is all it took! A vision of true destiny! A look upwards, to the hills of incense! A gaze to the Helper in heaven! Immediately, fearlessly, he started wrapping himself in the cocoon. The ordinary worm tried to stop him but it was too late. He entered the holy place where the sun light disappears and God’s glory manufactures wings to fly. Dead to the world of worms, at the fullness of time, he came out with rainbow colors painted on his wings! Fly, fly, fly… to glory! Worship was born! Love was made perfect by the fire of freedom! This is the song of them who believe that in the presence of God dreams indeed come true!
Green Pastures 