
On Spirit Winds–A Personal Poem
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A caterpillar once I was
And went about my day,
Crawling only where I chose
And going my own way.
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But then a change–a Spirit-change,
A butterfly am I.
Carried now on Spirit-winds
As through this life I fly.
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I go to whom He sends me
And carry burdens His;
Relinquished fully of myself,
I feel the Spirit’s kiss.
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No longer my own way I choose
But His, the way I love;
Longing now for that which comes
From knowing Him above.

Was composed many years ago. This poem, inspired by an experience that truly changed the trajectory of my life, is a portion of my testimony.
I’ve written extensively about this–what I’ve referred to as my “window” experience. It was the day Jesus called me to turn from the mental window I’d peered through for years–a place of pain and isolation that, though I stood on the outside, held me captive.
The day my Savior said, “Turn,” I was set free! More, the Lord commissioned me to help others find freedom by pointing them to Jesus.
Ironically, He used the image of a butterfly net. When I turned from the mental picture of the window, I ran through lush green fields chasing butterflies, fluffy, white clouds overhead.
Capturing butterflies in a net was completely out of character for me, so I asked Him, “Why a net? I love butterflies and want them to fly with freedom.”
It was then the Lord replied, “The net represents capturing others with words–both spoken and written. You hold their attention for just a few moments, pointing them to Me, the One who sets them free.”
Much like He called those rough and tumble fishermen–exhorting them to begin fishing for people rather than tilapia–Jesus called me too. But whereas Peter, Andrew, James, and John dropped their nets to follow Him, Jesus asked me to pick mine up.
Words, steeped in The Word, soaked in scripture. But more than setting me free that day, the Lord directed my steps by giving me a purpose, though it would be a number of years from that day in early 1991 until I’d better understand my ministry.

Not only did He give me purpose when He set me free, He also transformed me, showing me I wasn’t only a butterfly-catcher but a butterfly too!
Hence, this poem–a poem that speaks of my story but holds broader meaning for others as well. At least, that’s my hope–that you, too, soar…

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And remember, friends:
On Spirit winds we find freedom because…
“If the Son has set you free, you are free indeed” (John 8:36).
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The Conversation
I too have felt the transforming power of God in my life, especially over the past year. 1 Corinthians 13:12 tells us that now we see dimly, as in a mirror, here on earth, but in heaven we will see clearly. We will see how He used situations and people to mold us into His image. Even through pain, we can feel freedom in surrendering to His will and allow the Spirit winds to guide us. Thank you for your inspirational blog dear friend 🧡
I love you so! What joy it brings me to journey with you–through all life’s up and downs… and, one day, there will be HEAVEN!!! Love the song you shared with me, so perfect for this post. Blessings!!!
Yesterday when the news that Dolly had passed away. As many posted their favorite songs she had penned. One vision, one lyric kept coming to my mind. As someone who has visited Dollywood numerous times over the years. Her love of butterflies 🦋 Especially purple ones.
This song always represented the freedom of love to me. It is like a fairy just sprinkling it here & there. It lifts the heart and mind bringing peace to my troubled soul at times I do not know that I am. Lifting me along with it’s wings freeing me from only what God knows is troubling my heart.
“Love is like a butterfly (soft and gentle as a sigh)
The multicolored moods of love are like its satin wings
Love makes your heart feel strange inside
It flutters like soft wings in flight
Love is like a butterfly, a rare and gentle thing
Your laughter brings me sunshine
Every day is springtime
And I am only happy when you are by my side
How precious is this love we share
How very precious, sweet and rare
Together, we belong like daffodils and butterflies” DRP 1974
Oh, I love this so much! I, too, will miss Dolly. What a lady! I believe she’s with Jesus! One day… Blessings, friend!
So lovely, Maureen.
There are many things I could share about how the Lord has set me free. But the very first thing that came to mind happened just three years ago. I was helping Chris as we were building our barn. 106.9, The Light was our background music. When Zach Williams, “Rescue Story” began to play, Chris suddenly dropped what he was doing and swept me into a dance in our driveway. Chris is not one to dance, so that in itself was special. But then I paid attention to the song, and I had to smile and thank God because He rescued me, and He prompted my non-dancing husband to dance with me at just that moment.
Oh, friend, this is the most beautiful story. God is so good. He is so personal. Thank you so much for sharing. I love you.