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The caterpillar wiggled with great difficulty in his own little home, barely able to move. He grew increasingly depressed thinking about his situation.

“I am doomed forever,” said he, crying out to the Creator to be put out of his misery.

The Creator knew better: Things are not always what they appear to be.

“Imagine you are the most beautiful of all my creations, more wonderful than a fall day, more pleasing to the eye than a morning glory on the vine,” spoke the Creator.

The caterpillar imagined himself to be just what the Creator spoke. He fell asleep and dreamt.

One day, sitting quite still in his small home, the caterpillar felt himself changing. “This is interesting,” he said, looking up to see a small hole in the roof of his home.

Then, in the twinkling of an eye, the caterpillar was free. He floated in the morning breeze and said hello to the morning glories. He watched his amazing black and orange wings fluttering in the breeze, surprised at how graceful he had become.

Is this a dream, he asked himself, or am I completely changed? It didn’t matter really; he was just enjoying himself now.

Moral: Believing is seeing.