Spiritually speaking, bears are symbolic of anger. I think that's fascinating; mainly because of the obvious counter for that I can see in Daddy granting me a love of the stuffed variety that are all cute and cuddly and can't harm a flea.
In truth, bears in general remind me of Him. Yes, all warm, supple, and harmless, but also fiercely protective and possessive of their kids - I like that in a bear. I love it in Daddy.
Friendly scenery while writing!
Adorable, isn't he? He sits on my desk while I write and I enjoy giving his tummy an occasional scratch.
Okay, I'm a mush... what of it? ;0)
Daddy's a "mush", too, and I see a little bit of Him symbolized in every member of my bear collection. When it comes to protecting His "cubs" from the danger of enemy assault, Abba becomes this hulking, teethy, sharp-clawed rescuer ready to disembowel anyone and anything attempting to encroach upon the hedge of protection erected around His beloved. (Absolutely LOVE that imagery!) But when He gets back to the den where His cubs are nestled trustingly in safety and warmth, He becomes the soft-bellied embodiment of nurturing, care, and sympathy; maneuvering His muscular girth into a soft, spongy pillow for the comfort of His kidlets. There's nothing like Abba's love and protection, Saints. Nothing.
|Arthur, Libby, Buttercup, Lilac, and Bill Bear|
"The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms; He will thrust out the enemy from before you, and will say 'Destroy'." (Deuteronomy 33:27)
In His Loving, Protective Arms...
"... fervent in spirit, serving the Lord."