You were born on a warm morning waving your legs at me on the other side of your clear plastic container.  I was so excited you were the first of your kind I had seen totally unique to me.  You looked so small and vulnerable. So I moved you to be with your sisters in a tank with close netting on top  this should keep you safe I thought.
But next morning there you were on the outside of your tank waving your legs at me, I was sure there was a smile on that face of yours.  Next I tried an upside-down coffee jar with leaves inside this should be very safe I thought.  But no there you were again on the wall this time, smirking down at me.  Everything I tried you managed to escape from and I would find you laughing at me the next morning.
So I designed Alcatraz my version of a safe haven for baby sticks built with sticky tape and net curtain.  Now when I get up in the morning you are still smiling at me but on the right side of the netting with your sisters.

.While I was writting this something occured to me that in the same way as a stick insect baby will do anything to get out of a place that is safe so will we from God.  God is the safest place to be we are hidden from Satan and all his wiles yet time and time again we "escape" by walking away from the safety God has given us into the more uncertain world around us.
How many times do we get into something we enjoy and yet God sorrows over us and waits for us to come to him again, by crying repentance and wanting to be taken back into his arms.  God in his mercy forgives and and makes us safe again and he clothes us in righteousness.  His patience knows no bounds like the stick insect baby it seems we have no concept of safety.  God understands this and with infinite patience, as the person who rebuilds the babies home time and time again, for he loves us and doesn't want to see us lost. He like the stick insect owner rescues us and makes us more secure through his teachings
But we do not stay in his arms for long we stray again though accident or intent (very often we say we didn't realise even though we knew what we were doing was wrong in the first place).  The nymph is doing what comes naturally to him and escaping to "pastures greener" in the same way our flesh sees the grass as greener on the other side but is up to our spirit to take control of this and call on God to stop us from straying.
None of us are perfect we all make mistakes but unlike the stick insect though we can see the safe zone and we can make the choice to stay with our shepherd teacher and king.