Some insects kill other insects…
I don’t know. I just know that sometimes I’ve been trapped too. In my life, I’ve been really really, Baruch Hashem, blessed to have seemingly out-of-nowhere miracles, where a human came and totally brought me to a safer place.
This wasn’t just once or twice. Many times. Many times, I’ve been that fly buzzing straight into the window. I’ve been that beetle on his back on the concrete step, dangling my limbs in the hot sun. So vulnerable.
You have no clue how much my life is really a series of Hashem keeping me safe by the hands of another human, more so than the typical nurturing that we all get from our environments.
B’esrat Hashem, I don’t bring diseases to people, or anyone. And yet, do you know how many people would write someone, like I am, as being a pest to society? I’m blessed because I was given a chance to become butterfly.
Hashem didn’t give every insect the chance to blossom in such a way.