God designed some of His creatures with an internal clock set to metamorphosis. Their appearance, their interests, and their abilities totally change.

The lowly caterpillar begins life crawling upon the ground and munching through plants. Then, quite miraculously, between fourteen and thirty days into his life, he spins a thread into a changing chamber where he transforms.

Nearly every cell that formed his parts dismantles and brand new cells grow. He emerges with not only wings and compound eyes to offer him a new perspective on the world, but his craving for leaves is also gone. He has a new appetite for nectar, and a new tongue with which to eat it.

We have the hope of metamorphosis too, a hope of complete change of our perspective, our desires, and our appearance.

Imagine a place with no thorns, no decay, no biting bugs, or vicious animals! There will be no need for medicine, band-aids, hospitals, or police. There will be no sickness, no sadness, no disabilities, no fear.

As God’s child, one day there will come a time when all the frustrations you experience with yourself and with the world will be only fading memories. Jesus will make us perfect, perfectly fit for His perfect place.