Chrysalis \’kris-ә-lәs\ n.1: a pupa of a butterfly 2: a protective covering; a sheltered state or stage of being or growth.
A woman found the chrysalis of a butterfly. One day a small opening appeared. She sat and watched the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to squeeze its body through the tiny hole. Then it stopped, as if it couldn’t go further.
The woman decided to help the butterfly. She took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining pieces of the chrysalis. The butterfly emerged easily but it had a swollen body and shriveled wings. The woman continued to watch it, expecting that any minute the wings would enlarge and expand enough to support the body . . . but it never happened!!
In fact the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around. It was never able to fly. What the woman in her kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting chrysalis and the struggle required by the butterfly to get through the opening was a way of forcing the fluid from the body into the wings so that it would be ready for flight once that was achieved.
Sometimes struggles are exactly what we need in our lives. Going through life with no obstacles would cripple us. We would not be as strong as we could have been and we would never fly.