Wait for the Yellow Butterfly
This is a story told to me by a friend who works at a funeral home, working with the undertaker who owns the funeral home. Since it was told to me by a friend, I have no reason to disbelieve the story. In fact, the Undertaker and the friend witnessed what happened that day. I would rather not mention the name of the establishment but that it is in the Southern Maine area. I hope it gives you comfort and opens your mind to things we may find difficult to believe.
There was a young woman who became sick with an illness which proved to be terminal. The most difficult part of being a parent sometimes is to know you have to leave your children before they are ready for you to leave. The young child left behind was a small girl around six years of age. The scene at the cemetery was somber and people were all seated and some standing around the casket. It was near time to depart and most had left, but the little girl stayed clutching her daddy’s hand. She did not want to leave and told her father that she wanted to wait for the butterfly. She couldn’t leave until she saw a yellow butterfly. Her daddy was anxious to leave the cemetery but the little girl assured him that the butterfly would be there soon. Soon a small yellow butterfly flittered down from the sky and landed on her mommy’s casket. She looked at her father and told him she was ready to leave.
My friend told me that to this day he cannot believe he witnessed this. Before the little girl and her father left the cemetery, the undertaker went over to the small girl and asked her, “How did you know a yellow butterfly would come by today?” She replied, "My mommy told me to wait and look for a yellow butterfly.”
A very uplifting story Sue.Its hard for a little child to lose a parent im sure.Its not difficult for me to beleive as i am a great beleiver that there is a God and that everything happens for a reason.Hope you are well
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I believe this too! My daughter Alana lost a close friend to ovarian cancer last year, the sad thing was that this young lady was only 20 yrs old. It was a gray gloomy rainy day when everyone was at the graveside. No one wanted to leave and her mom was kneeling near her grave. All of a sudden the gray clouds cleared,the rain stopped and the sun was bright and beautiful, a butterfly flew by her mom, family and friends. At that point they knew that she was in God's hands and they could go in peace. Goosebumps story for sure but the honest true!
Love the blog Suzan!
Tish
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Tish, Thank you for your reply. There are no words for such a loss of a young vital person. We hold hope close to our hearts, deep to our core. That day, the family received a gift of hope in their grief, and that must have been beautiful. Thank you for sharing that story. Your friend from day one...2-6-60.. Suzan
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I too think that there are things which we are not yet priviledged to understand. Once, several years ago, I had been fishing with a friend. We were in his 14' boat and had caught two bass. We decided to come back as it was time to do so. The fish were in a cage in the water hanging by a rope off the back of the boat. Upon returning we decided to release the fish because there weren't enough for a "fishfry". The fish were let go and one took off and the other rolled over belly up in the water. I knealed down on the dock and grabbed him and started to move him in the water making figure 8s, making sure to keep him head first. I was trying to resusitate him by moving water through his gills. After several minutes I gentlely held him in the water and let him go he soon rolled over belly up again. Again I tried to move him through the water and let him 'breathe". The others told me to forget it because he'll die anyway. I continued for about 10 minutes, ignoring all the comments. I held him in the water and slowly he started to move and soon he went down in the water swimming away. I stood up and everyone said well it worked. We were standing on the dock for about 5 more minutes just talking when suddenly a bass jumped out of the water quite near where I had been. He actually jumped over a chain which tied the two sections of dock together. We all looked at each other and wondered if my "patient" was saying "Thanks and goodbye". I was a very weird thing to happen. I'd like to think my fish friend was just saying "Thanks" and getting a look at me.
John
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