I Am a Worm … Or Am I?
A Story about Change
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Many days passed, and the air grew warmer with the lengthening daylight. Leaves had now covered most of the branches there in the woods. The caterpillar had become resigned to the fact that he would always be alone, and he had stopped trying to make any friends. One day, while the caterpillar was on the tip of a branch, munching on a tender new leaf, a beautiful creature floated onto the branch beside him. He had never seen any creature so colorful and graceful. It stood poised, opened and closed its wings slowly several times, and then quietly glided off. The caterpillar didn’t know why, but there was a peculiar stirring inside him after the creature left. He decided that it was jealousy, as he was jealous, really, of all other creatures. Somehow though, this was different. He couldn’t stop thinking about the beauty and grace of this creature and its quiet confidence in who it was. It had not chided or disgraced him as the other creatures that could fly or scurry past him often did.
There were several more quiet encounters with the beautiful creature, and one day it stayed longer than usual. The caterpillar gathered the courage to speak. “You’re quite beautiful,” he said. “I love the way you can glide through the air.”
“Well, thank you very much,” the creature said.
“What kind of creature are you?” asked the caterpillar.
“I’m a butterfly. What are you?”
“I’m just a worm,” the caterpillar said as he lowered his head in shame.
“Oh,” the butterfly said. “I didn’t know that worms could climb onto high branches.”
“Well, I have noticed that other worms do seem to stay on the ground, even under it. I tried to burrow into the ground once, but I thought I was going to suffocate,” said the caterpillar, shaking his head at the thought.
“Well, I believe that you are a caterpillar, like I was,” said the butterfly.
“A caterpillar? Was?” cried the caterpillar. “I never knew a creature could be one thing and then become another kind of creature!” The caterpillar nearly tumbled off the branch as he backed up in disbelief.
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“I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser. …As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in Me. I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in Me, and I in him, bears much fruit; for without Me you can do nothing.” John 15:1, 4-5 NKJV
Like the unhappy caterpillar in I AM A WORM …Or Am I? we often try to change ourselves but fail. We can become downtrodden when we don’t see lasting results. It is only when we turn to God and put our trust in Him, that we experience true change. Follow along in this delightful allegory as the caterpillar meets a butterfly who offers hope for a new life. Drawn to a mysterious vineyard, he learns the challenging lessons of faith. The vinedresser tends the branches in this special vineyard and brings about glorious change, for an abundant harvest!