Jesus thoughts. Thank you for Ruth.

And they lifted up their voice, and wept again: and Orpah kissed her mother in law; but Ruth clave unto her. And she said, Behold, thy sister in law is gone back unto her people, and unto her gods: return thou after thy sister in law. And Ruth said, Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if ought but death part thee and me. Ruth 1 KJV

Lord, thank you for the story of Ruth. Thank you for her words of love and the heart you gave her. Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if ought but death part thee and me. Spoken not to her husband but to her mother-in-law. Has a more beautiful description of what all-in love between your created children ever been penned? Love that stands the test of time, love that stands the heartache this world can bring, love for another more than self. Love that models you. It's beautiful beyond measure to be loved like that. And it's beautiful beyond measure to love like that. I believe you have placed the capacity for this kind love into every human soul. And sadly, as we all know, sometimes it does not comes to fulfillment but when it does it's the best thing this world has to offer. Ruth chose to love like that. We can choose to love like that as well. Thank you for the story of Ruth. Thank you for teaching her to love like that. That you for teaching us through her. Thank you for being the creator of love. Lord, teach us to expand our love, teach us to give it away not just to the lovely but to the unlovely, not just to those inside our circle but those to have no circle. Lord, Jesus, I think you ask us to love like that as best we can. For that is how you love each of us, undeservedly and beyond measure. Thanks and Amen.

Gil's bear

So back in October in we get a call from Gil in Houston, TX, a very nice guy. He had been to The World's Largest Toy Museum complex in Branson where there is a roomful of old Stearnsy Bears in the Memory Barn. Tom and Wendy and the rest of the group are so nice and they have a ton of cool stuff. We highly recommend it. But Gil had seen our work and had an idea for a Christmas gift that we now know made a Christmas that will always be remembered. We do special things. On the Sunday evening after Christmas we received this note from Gil's daughter...I'm Gil's daughter and I received this wonderful gift last night on Christmas eve! Very VERY special gift! Beautiful ...to say the least! Not a dry eye in the room! Miss my mom everyday! I swear it still smells like her! This is the best Christmas gift EVER! Thank you for making her for my wonderful dad! Absolutely beautiful!

Here she is! Already made herself at home!

Maybe we could do something special for you. We would to chat about trying. Stearnsy Bears, 417-285-3201

new ears

So this bear came in the mail a couple weeks ago. The owner was looking for some bear rehabilitation and we always do as best we can to set right what might have gone wrong, bearwise. He's at least 20 years old, maybe 25, made from a beautiful Schulte mohair. It's the kind of mohair we rarely use anymore because it's too expensive for us. And this fellow is a great bear but he had undergone a bit of rough living. A child who loved it hard might have done it, except that the ears were mostly chewed off, never seen a child do that yet. Mohair is tough. It's still made from the same Angora Goat hair as the goat's hair coverings hair mentioned in the Old Testament. More likely a dog. Not a really bad dog, if there is such a thing, I mean the bear could have been beyond earthly repair, as it was, just missing the ears. I can easily visualize a dog chewing them off and not just chewing them off but having a find old time chewing them off. We didn't have any matching material or any possibility of finding any. So Vicky took some wonderful old mohair that came from a vintage child's coat and made him new ears. We loved how he turned back out. Maybe even better than new, he has age and a story now. If you have age and story, then you know that counts for something. And sometimes sometimes you need a repair. We wish we didn't have to send him back. Until, if and when, I find out he had a different name, I'm calling him “new ears.