I remember little of the next few days. Mostly, I sat on the table. Human life around me swirled.
There were praying people, hugging people, laughing people who brought joy in the midst of tears. Many stories were
shared about Danny and his baby days.
One morning the house was surprisingly empty.
Little Meg, Danny’s baby sister, suddenly grabbed me. Her tiny hands held me tightly.
you’. Her voice sounded both sad and defiant.
After a car journey
with family, we entered through an arch to a place where there is a beautiful garden.
Lots of people were gathered around a shiny box. Many folks scattered rosebuds and flowers. Meg gently placed me on the lid and said ‘I think you should go with Danny.’
The human expressions on her parents faces were unhappy and a bit sad-looking at what she had done.
there on top of that shiny box, wondering.
I did not believe Danny was in the box.
Had Danny gone somewhere else? Did it matter what happened to me? I was only a little teddy and happy to journey anywhere, because of love for my friend.
A ‘miracle’ happened.
It was not magic because it made all the humans look to ‘higher’ possibilities in their lives.
The box was being lowered into a specially prepared place not far from the water and under trees.
breeze rustled the leaves, and its breath swept across the box and stirred the rose petals. Perfume and gentle music wafted through the air.
I heard the prayers of the gathered people as the box disappeared into the hole and was reverently covered by soft earth.
I watched. I was able to see everything going on below me.
I was in a tree!
How I got
there I will never know. One thing I did KNOW the certainty that no crafted toy should know, Danny was NOT in the box under the ground.
He will not be sad because he is alone.
He will never be ALONE.
Like me he had flown away. Unlike me, his Home is above. Mine will always be down here.
Only humans have a Saviour who has gained for them access to Journey upwards to Himself.
The gardener who found me in the tree, took me to a Craft Shop in the City.
The kind lady there said ’Thank you, I know where this little one belongs'. That’s how I became part of The Bear Collection and came to live now in this House on the Hill.
Thank you for listening. I’ll go back now to my friends in our quiet corner.
Walter, Graham, Harvey, Clement Bob and Patrick shuffled positions and welcomed him back on the shelf.
The SECRET SEVEN were only in a private corner because their stories were about sensitive and
special human journeys.
Love Divine and Eternal was not meant for general sharing among ‘magic’ bears.
Old Ted said ‘Thank you sincerely Hank for telling us the whole story and now it is time for us to ‘settle’.
He clapped his paws. Animals and bears returned to stillness and sleep.
Dazzling shafts of morning sunlight revealed no trace of the shared night-time stories.
Flash and Fina however, splashed water everywhere in their spontaneous JOY for life and to welcome the new day.