02/28/2026
When the other monkey slowly reaches out to touch him, look closely at Punch’s eyes. There’s no anger there — only fear. The moment that tiny hand comes near, he pulls his toy closer, holding it like a shield.
It’s not that he hates the other monkey. It’s that he doesn’t know how to trust yet. Punch’s mom abandoned him at birth and the other monkeys shunned him. After being left alone at the very beginning of his life, even a gentle touch can feel unfamiliar… even unsafe.
So he chooses the stuffed animal that the zookeeper gave him. Not because it can love him back, but because it doesn’t leave. It doesn’t reject him. It doesn’t change. It simply stays.
And honestly, how many of us do the same? After being hurt, we hold onto what feels predictable instead of risking real connection; real love. We become afraid of feelings, afraid of getting close again because close equals trust and trust can lead to pain and rejection.
Punch isn’t rejecting others. He’s protecting his heart. Maybe healing, for him and for us, begins with learning that not every touch means pain. 🤍🐒
Just like Punch, we crave acceptance and kindness… we crave the love only capable through a God who is the very definition of love. If you’ve followed the story of Punch, you likely feel a strong empathy for him because you understand and it hurts. Imagine if your heart aches for this little monkey, how much God’s heart must feel for you when He sees your pain, your hopelessness, your loneliness. Like you with Punch, He wants to take you in His loving embrace and tell you that you are His.