[Saundra Duffy]

I choked up. This is really beautiful and thought-provoking. For victory & freedom!!!

[Saundra Duffy]

Today, with so much evil and turmoil spinning around, it's neat to know this young man exists. Praise the Lord!

[Saundra Duffy]

For what it's worth, the friend who emailed this letter to me is Deaf.

[det dweller too]

Two points to consider, which Kevin seems to get pretty good:

1. Don't sweat the small sh!t

2. Compared to eternity, ITS ALL SMALL SH!T

[Delbert]

Good post. I need to go home and clean out under my bed.

[longhorn too]

I have a mentally handicapped 13 year old and I can appreciate this so much. Our son is a great responsibility for my wife and I but he is also such a great blessing. I can not imagine life with out him.

[proudofthesouth]

This is sweet and Kevin sounds like a sweetheart!

[NewHampshireDuo]

God bless Kevin. We have a developmentally delayed son who is 20. He's our love - all hugs and smiles and excitement over little things. His life is simple but, for him, rich with happiness. He loves travelling, tv, walking in the woods with us. He'll never know he's different. He will never break any of the 10 commandments. We feel he is God's child and when he dies, he'll go right to the front of the lineup for heaven, along with all the other "special" children in our world.

[r9etb]

"Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it." (Mark 10:15)

For the rest of us, thank God for grace and forgiveness....

[scholar]

Thanks!!!

[Hawkeye's Girl]

I've seen this article before. Good stuff :)

[deadhead]

"His heart is pure."

Beautiful! Thanks for sharing this heartwarming story.

[BluH2o]

Nice story ... brings to mind two mentally handicapped people I once knew who worked for a book publisher in NYC. The book publisher was a customer of my firm (transportation) that I visited fairly regularly for several years. Each visit I would see the two of them delivering mail, or doing other odd jobs, what impressed me was their up beat spirit and the fact they sincerely enjoyed their work.

[isthisnickcool]

This reminds me of a mentally disabled fellow that lived next to us when I was young. His name was Mike. Mike was a big guy and was always smiling. One thing about Mike, if you asked him a question he never said "uh" or "huh" or ever pondered it. He immediately answered it. Now the answer may be "I dunno" but he never missed a beat.

I remember one day I was next to the wooden fence between our back yards. I heard Mike talking. Being curious, I found a knot hole in the fence and looked. There was Mike, sitting cross-legged on that hard pebble stuff next to their swimming pool. Their back yard was full of trees and up and down these trees there were squirrels running. And there were 7 or 8 squirrels on Mike! The would run up to him and jump on his legs. A couple were running up his arm and standing on his shoulder. Mike was feeding them unshelled pecans. And he had one of the squirrels that would run up to him when he put his hand flat on the ground, palm up. Then he would pick up the squirrel, hold it up to his face, and it was eating pecans out of his mouth. Seemed so natural to me at that age, I never thought much of it. He did similiar things with birds.

[my4kidsdad]

Excellent, excellent, excellent.....

[mombonn]

What a nice way to begin an evening. Thank you. I have no doubt but that God really is under Kevin's bed!

[spectre]

Kevin is teaching us a lesson...Thank you, Saundra. Great post.

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[DeSoto]

Life doesn't get much better than when you're seven years old. Kevin is blessed to be perpetually seven, and even more blessed to be so close to God.

Lucky guy.

I have so much more...... and so much less. Thanks for posting this, just when I needed a lift, I found this. God does provide for all our needs. 8^)

[Chad Fairbanks]

Ya know, I think the world would be a much better place if more people had that kind of attitude...

[fellowpatriot]

Although I never knew him, my brother Michael was mentally retarded. He was a breech baby and it was through a very difficult delivery that he lost oxygen to his brain. He died at the age of six when I was a mere eight months old. Though I don't remember him, my parents told me stories about how when my father walked in from his day at work, Michael would run up to him, grab him around his neck and swing back and forth. He was always happy and full of life. I've often wondered what he would be like if he had lived.

Thanks for this story - it is inspiring!

[lager]

Thank you so much for this beautiful post. Only you would have the insight to do this for us. Thank you Saundra, this is one of my favorite. Thank you God for all the wonderful parents that have learned to love and appreciate their children that are different. Who really knows who is more developed, eternally speaking? When you feel the powerful Spirit associated with these children of God, it causes one to stop and think. Bless you Saundra Duffy.