The Bear In The Chair

There is a bear in my chair,
Please someone tell me how he got there.

He looks mean and has sharp claws on both feet,
I am afraid to approach him to take back my seat.

His fur is brown and that is no smile on his face,
And as I hear his growl, my heart continues to race.

That is not the worst of it all,
Even when sitting he is ever so tall.

Doesn’t he know that he makes me shiver with fear?
Hasn’t his mom told him that it is not nice to scare?

Just as I was about to run away,
A loud voice sounded asking me to stay.

I thought for a moment about what I should do,
Then suddenly the bear asked me for some food.

Oh no, was this the end of the line?
Was he wanting me to come close so he could dine?

I am just a kid, not a meal or a snack!
Come on bear, you need to cut me some slack!

This is it, I must run far away.
So long bear, and have a nice day!

Just as I was about to run out the door,
The large bear started to walk across the floor.

What happened next was a very big surprise,
A stream of tears came flowing from his eyes.

He had not eaten for days and was looking for some bread,
Neither had he slept and needed a place to rest his head.

I realized I was wrong about the thoughts in my mind,
The bear needed help and it was my duty to be kind.

I made the bear some toast covered in strawberry jelly,
Then he poured a pot of honey down his mouth and into his belly.

I took him to my room and he jumped into my bed,
He slept until morning, and then again he was ready to be fed.

After breakfast he went back to his new favorite chair,
He lifted me on to his lap and together we sat there.

I realized something about that big old scary bear,
He just needed a friend, and it was God who sent him here.

There was a lesson in this that I will never forget,
Always be kind to strangers, even a bear who needs a place to sit.

Hebrews 13:2 Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.