Caterpillars

I don't have a picture because I had no idea I'd see this today. (I promise an update picture tomorrow.) My daughter pulled me out of my office this afternoon to see twenty-six, 26, yes XXVI caterpillars hoisting themselves for the big job of transformation. It's quite a sight. And something to ponder. They did the long crawl to end up under the eves where they lay flat and then let go to assume the fuzzy black J pose they need before they start spinning.

Of course I think of spring.
And the butterflies I'll soon be seeing (in 7 to 10 days according to the caterpillar enthusiast in my midst). But I'm also thinking about how my church is in a season of focus on Transformation. The art they use each week on bulletins and posters is of the caterpillar to butterfly progression.

And it makes me wonder.
Should I be paying attention? It would seem that there's a little message here. Just for me.

Can I see it? (What exactly is it?)
Can I hang upside down for a while?
Weave the protection around me I need for a season?
Go through the stages of metamorphosis?
Am I listening for the opportunity that God may presenting for the free flight of the butterfly?

Or perhaps, is this just the chance to see His marvelous hand in the nature hanging over me and just outside my window?