Mother's Day Butterflies

Butterflies And Angels

It is a funny thing how miracles come about. Everyone is always looking for some huge miracle to come out of the blue and save them when they are in a crisis, but they tend to ignore the little miracles that happen everyday right in front of their eyes. They call these little miracles luck or happen chance. I know what they really are, however. For me little miracles are the best kind.

So many of these little miracles happen around me all the time that I know that they are not just luck. One in particular has been happening a lot to me recently and it gives me a special joy.

A few months ago I was telling my daughter some stories about my mom. My daughter was so young when my mom died that she doesn’t remember her well. She relies on stories from dad to fill in the gap of not having her grandma here. I tell her all that I can remember of how wonderful my mom was and how much she meant to me. On one day a few months back my daughter was sad because her grandmother was in heaven now and she couldn’t see her. I explained that even though grandma was an angel now she was still watching over us and could send us signs to let us know she was there. She could be anywhere she wanted to be even riding invisible on the back of a butterfly. Just after I said this a butterfly flew down right by me and my daughter and we laughed happily.

Now many people would say that was just luck that the butterfly flew down at that time. A funny thing, however, has happened since then. Every time I go out in any type of weather I see butterflies. Very often they fly right by my face to get my attention. I always say hi to mom when they do, send her my love, and thank God for little miracles which are the best kind.

Hello From Heaven - Joseph J. Mazzella - joecool@wirefire.com - {used with permission}

I saw my first butterfly of the Spring today. I was carrying some groceries into my house when suddenly the little lady flew right down in front of my face. She stayed there for a long time gently floating on the invisible breeze. She was so beautiful that my eyes filled with tears and my heart beat with love. Then she departed to dine on some delicious dandelions growing in the meadow behind my house. After she left I smiled, wiped my eyes, and thanked God for the miracle of life, the miracle of love, and the miracle of butterflies.

Butterflies have held a special place in my heart ever since I lost my Mom to cancer when she was only 55 years old. She used to love it when the butterflies would land near her while she tended her flower boxes. She would even speak to them gently in her musical voice. After she died I would think of her whenever I saw one of the delicate angels flying by. I even told my young children that every time they saw a butterfly floating on a breeze, it was their Grandma saying "Hello" from Heaven.

When today’s butterfly dropped in to say "Hi", I once again felt a joy beyond words. I felt like I was in Heaven hugging my Mom and basking in her love. I felt like I was dancing on the clouds with her while a thousand angels sang. I felt at one with life, with love, with God, and with everyone in the universe.

Now some skeptics may say that I am just a foolish man who is deluding himself, but I know this isn’t so. Delusions don’t fill your life with love. Delusions don’t fill your heart with happiness. Delusions don’t make Earth feel more like Heaven. The next time that you get your own "Hello from Heaven" then don’t doubt it. Welcome it into your soul instead. Let its love uplift you and inspire you. Let it help you to be the loving person God wants you to be.

A Thousand Butterflies

I have always loved butterflies. I think I must have got it from my Mom. When I was a boy she used to take a break from working in her flower garden just to watch these delicate winged beauties fly from blossom to blossom. After my Mom passed away I told my daughter many times that if her Grandma ever wanted to check up on her that she would probably just hop a ride on the back of a butterfly to do so. The amazing thing is that the more I would say it the more the butterflies would dance gracefully in the air around us when we walked outside. I would always smile and silently tell my Mom how much I loved her as they fluttered by.

This year I have seen more butterflies than ever before. I think my Mom must have gathered a thousand, invisible, angel riders to join her in watching over me. It is so glorious seeing all these butterflies floating on the breezes whenever I go out. I know that it is just my Mom’s wonderful way of letting me know that she loves me, that she is looking out for me, and that she along with so many others are helping me as I travel down the road of my life.

It is so good to know that my Mom is still with me in my heart, mind, and soul. It is so blissful to feel her presence as I do my best to give love, spread joy, and make this world a better place. It is so wonderful to realize that a thousand angels are cheering me on as I strive to do what God wants me to do and go where God wants me to go. It is so peaceful knowing that this life I am living is a part of something far greater than myself.

As you go down the road of your life then always remember that you are not alone. God and His angels are always with you. They are watching you, helping you, and cheering you on as you love, give, and live. They are delighting in your every effort to do good and make this world a better place. And sometimes they are even riding unseen on the backs of a thousand butterflies.

~ Helen Marjorie Dowd ~
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[ by: Helen Marjorie Dowd, Copyright © 2013, ( helendowd@shaw.ca ) -- submitted by: Helen Dowd ]