One rainy afternoon last week, Sean and I were snuggled on the sofa together watching a show about bears on Animal Planet. A young bear scaled a tree with enthusiasm if not grace.
“Now why is that widdle bear not with his mommy?” he asked with concern.
“Well, he is probably big enough to be by himself,” I assured him. “He probably doesn’t need his mommy to look after him anymore.”
He took a few seconds to consider this and then said in a low and worried voice, “I don’t ever want to be that big.”
I took a few seconds to consider that and said, “Yeah. Me neither.”
He doesn’t know yet that someday he will itch and yearn to go off and discover the world on his own, that God builds bears and boys with this desire and that it will awaken in him at just the right time.
I’m just not sure God has built me with the desire to let him go.
Photo: For now, my cub and I climb trees together.