We travelled to Hermanus with our visitors a few days ago. The whales were in the harbour, and it was absolutely magical. Although we’ve been to Hermanus lots of times, we’ve never been there when the whales are there. But Hermanus is known for whales, because they come right up into the harbour to frolick and breach and mate.

There aren’t many places in the world where you can enjoy whale-watching standing on dry land, but in Hermanus we enjoyed our lunch and watched them breaching just out the restaurant windows. We had our little camera with us, but I suppose I was just so entranced with watching them, and knowing they couldn’t really be captured, I didn’t snap a single shot.

But a little later, while our friends were checking out the market for curios, the Bear and I played on a patch of grass nearby, but far enough away that little hands wouldn’t break little curios they shouldn’t be touching. A peaceful moment unfolded there that did my heart some good, so I’d like to let you travel to that patch of grass with me today, so you can enjoy it, too.

The Bear made some friends in those brief moments on the grass.

And it seemed that nobody minded that anybody looked different.

And when the older boy realised the Bear was “just a baby!” and couldn’t say much, that was okay, too.

And running and jumping and crawling and flipping and climbing was all anyone needed to think about.

Except that the Bear really wanted to give away a Bear Hug or two.

Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”

I sat in the grass and reflected on the scene unfolding, thankful to have these little ones around, to give us big ones an example to follow.

Happy Tuesday!


If I remember, I might link up to share the thankfulness at Chatting at the Sky this Tuesday. 🙂