Princess Sassy Pants & Co.™

Words, words, words…little tiny symbols strung together to form more symbols that point to something. Words are not the things they point to; a butterfly is not made a butterfly by the word “butterfly.”  If I say the word “butterfly,” you might immediately imagine a Monarch, one you saw in childhood, a painting, the symbol of transformation, or a thousand different things. That word will most likely point to something different to you than me.

But if we sit together and behold as the butterfly emerges from her chrysalis and takes flight, we have experienced the joy of the butterfly together…no words…just the joy of beholding a life transformed.

Where we see a transformation, we see hope, and when we see hope justified, our minds open even the tiniest crack. Where there’s a crack, the light of transformation automatically streams in. There are no words big enough to touch this Light.

The best service we can ever render is to BE an example of a life transformed. This will shout from the rooftops, and although words might still be used, it will be the light behind the words that is heard.