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Kevin and God (This true story will make your day.)
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Posted on 04/22/2002 2:28:24 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy

Kevin and God:

My brother Kevin thinks God lives under his bed. At least that's what I heard him say one night. He was praying out loud in his dark bedroom, and I stopped outside his closed door to listen. Are you there, God?" he said. "Where are you? Oh, I see. Under the bed."

I giggled softly and tiptoed off to my own room. Kevin's unique perspectives are often a source of amusement. But that night something else lingered long after the humor. I realized for the first time the very different world Kevin lives in. He was born 30 years ago, mentally disabled as a result of difficulties during labor. Apart from his size (he's 6-foot-2), there are few ways in which he is an adult. He reasons and communicates with the capabilities of a 7-year-old, and he always will [in this life, anyway].

He will probably always believe that God lives under his bed, that Santa Claus is the one who fills the space under our tree every Christmas, and that airplanes stay up in the sky because angels carry them. I remember wondering if Kevin realizes he is different. Is he ever dissatisfied with his monotonous life? Up before dawn each day, off to work at a workshop for the disabled, home to walk our cocker spaniel, return to eat his favorite macaroni-and-cheese for dinner, and later to bed. The only variation in the entire scheme are laundry, when he hovers excitedly over the washing machine like a mother with her newborn child. He does not seem dissatisfied. He lopes out to the bus every morning at 7:05, eager for a day of simple work. He wrings his hands excitedly while the water boils on the stove before dinner, and he stays up late twice a week to gather our dirty laundry for his next day's laundry chores. And Saturdays -- oh, the bliss of Saturdays! That's the day my Dad takes Kevin to the airport to have a soft drink, watch the planes land, and speculate loudly on the destination of each passenger inside. "That one's goin' to Chi-car-go!" Kevin shouts as he claps his hands. His anticipation is so great he can hardly sleep on Friday nights.

And so goes his world of daily rituals and weekend field trips. He doesn't know what it means to be discontent. His life is simple. He will never know the entanglements of wealth of power, and he does not care what brand of clothing he wears or what kind of food he eats.

His needs have always been met, and he never worries that one day they may not be. His hands are diligent. Kevin is never so happy as when he is working. When he unloads the dishwasher or vacuums the carpet, his heart is completely in it. He does not shrink from a job when it is begun, and he does not leave a job until it is finished.

But when his tasks are done, Kevin knows how to relax. He is not obsessed with his work or the work of others. His heart is pure. He still believes everyone tells the truth, promises must be kept, and when you are wrong, you apologize instead of argue. Free from pride and unconcerned with appearances, Kevin is not afraid to cry when he is hurt, angry or sorry. He is always transparent, always sincere.

And he trusts God. Not confined by intellectual reasoning, when he comes to Christ, he comes as a child. Kevin seems to know God -- to really be friends with Him in a way that is difficult for an "educated" person to grasp.

God seems like his closest companion. In my moments of doubt and frustrations with my Christianity, I envy the security Kevin has in his simple faith. It is then that I am most willing to admit that he has some divine knowledge that rises above my mortal questions.

It is then I realize that perhaps he is not the one with the handicap -- I am. My obligations, my fears, my pride, my circumstances -- they all become disabilities when I do not trust them to God's care.

Who knows if Kevin comprehends things I can never learn? After all, he has spent his whole life in that kind of innocence, praying after dark and soaking up the goodness and love of God. And one day, when the mysteries of heaven are opened, and we are all amazed at how close God really is to our hearts, I'll realize that God heard the simple prayers of a boy who believed that God lived under his bed. Kevin won't be surprised at all!


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I choked up. This is really beautiful and thought-provoking. For victory & freedom!!!
1 posted on 04/22/2002 2:28:25 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
Today, with so much evil and turmoil spinning around, it's neat to know this young man exists. Praise the Lord!
2 posted on 04/22/2002 2:33:08 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
For what it's worth, the friend who emailed this letter to me is Deaf.
3 posted on 04/22/2002 2:33:49 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
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

4 posted on 04/22/2002 2:35:20 PM PDT by det dweller too
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To: Saundra Duffy
Good post. I need to go home and clean out under my bed.
5 posted on 04/22/2002 2:35:30 PM PDT by Delbert
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To: det dweller too
Hey, I like your analysis!!
6 posted on 04/22/2002 2:36:16 PM PDT by hsmomx3
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To: Delbert
Yep. Under my bed could use some cleaning, too. Compared to Kevin, I'm such a CREEP! Ack!!!!!
7 posted on 04/22/2002 2:38:04 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: det dweller too
Compared to eternity, ITS ALL SMALL SH!T Ain't that the gospel truth, though?!
8 posted on 04/22/2002 2:40:44 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
Thank you for posting this. Now would be a great time for all of us to "let go and let God"
9 posted on 04/22/2002 2:43:26 PM PDT by Thisiswhoweare
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To: Saundra Duffy
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.
10 posted on 04/22/2002 2:43:56 PM PDT by longhorn too
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To: Saundra Duffy
This is sweet and Kevin sounds like a sweetheart!
11 posted on 04/22/2002 2:44:29 PM PDT by proudofthesouth
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To: Saundra Duffy
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.
12 posted on 04/22/2002 2:46:20 PM PDT by NewHampshireDuo
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To: Saundra Duffy
"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....

13 posted on 04/22/2002 2:49:08 PM PDT by r9etb
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To: Saundra Duffy
Thanks!!!
14 posted on 04/22/2002 2:49:09 PM PDT by scholar
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To: Saundra Duffy
I've seen this article before. Good stuff :)
15 posted on 04/22/2002 2:50:21 PM PDT by Hawkeye's Girl
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To: Saundra Duffy
"His heart is pure."

Beautiful! Thanks for sharing this heartwarming story.

16 posted on 04/22/2002 2:51:50 PM PDT by deadhead
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To: Saundra Duffy
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.
17 posted on 04/22/2002 2:56:14 PM PDT by BluH2o
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To: Saundra Duffy
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.

18 posted on 04/22/2002 3:05:39 PM PDT by isthisnickcool
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To: Saundra Duffy
Excellent, excellent, excellent.....
19 posted on 04/22/2002 3:06:07 PM PDT by my4kidsdad
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To: Saundra Duffy
Oh, dear, there went the floodgates...
My brother was stricken with Prader-Willi, he was very much like Kevin...
On New Year's Day, 2001, at age 40, David went to dwell with the Lord. I visited him in the hospital the weekend before, and he told me not to worry, it was time for him to go home, that 'God has prepared a House for me.'
That last hour of his life, as we prayed, he was very peaceful...and I knew in my heart that a purer soul could not be found.
20 posted on 04/22/2002 3:13:50 PM PDT by HiJinx
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To: Saundra Duffy
What a nice way to begin an evening. Thank you. I have no doubt but that God really is under Kevin's bed!
21 posted on 04/22/2002 3:15:35 PM PDT by mombonn
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To: 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

In my own recent and humble musings, I too have come to the conclusion that most of us - especially myself - are very busy doing very unimportant things.

22 posted on 04/22/2002 3:34:17 PM PDT by HusbandMan
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To: NewHampshireDuo
He will never break any of the 10 commandments.

What a wonderful legacy!!!

23 posted on 04/22/2002 3:39:00 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
Kevin is teaching us a lesson...Thank you, Saundra. Great post.

sw

24 posted on 04/22/2002 3:39:32 PM PDT by spectre
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To: longhorn too
Our son is a great responsibility for my wife and I . . .

You make me feel so inadequate. I should have my butt kicked for every time I complained about my kids. God bless you and give you the strength to meet all those physical demands. You guys are the greatest!

25 posted on 04/22/2002 3:41:25 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: scholar
You're welcome. This helped me see the folly of so many of my ways. I was hoping it would bless some other FReepers like it blessed me. Guess I was right. For victory & freedom!!!
26 posted on 04/22/2002 3:43:43 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Hawkeye's Girl
You've seen it before? Wow! What a blessing this Kevin has been. I just got this email today from my deaf pals in Hawaii and thought I'd share it. Terrific!
27 posted on 04/22/2002 3:44:57 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: isthisnickcool
What a great story about your friend, Mike. How sweet! There's something miraculous about these guys, huh. Guess they commune with Angels while the rest of us slobs are clueless. Kevin and Mike are spiritual giants.
28 posted on 04/22/2002 3:47:58 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: HiJinx
I knew in my heart that a purer soul could not be found.

I just had a floodgate of my own. Thanks for sharing that with us. Wow! I'm so glad I posted this. It blessed me sooooo much and made me ponder my own stupidity.

29 posted on 04/22/2002 3:50:09 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: my4kidsdad
A most excellent young man, indeed.
30 posted on 04/22/2002 4:00:46 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: mombonn
God is under all of our beds but we never take the time to say hi.
31 posted on 04/22/2002 4:05:13 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: hsmomx3
Imagine how blissfully wonderful it would be if we could actually believe that God was under our beds. It could change our lives!!!!!!!
32 posted on 04/22/2002 4:06:26 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
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^)

33 posted on 04/22/2002 4:07:25 PM PDT by DeSoto
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I don't know why but your post made me cry, pal. God bless us all. I wish I could be more like Kevin!!!
34 posted on 04/22/2002 4:08:47 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
Ya know, I think the world would be a much better place if more people had that kind of attitude...
35 posted on 04/22/2002 4:11:04 PM PDT by Chad Fairbanks
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I think the world would be a much better place if more people had that kind of attitude...

No kidding! Just think - evil would be banished.

36 posted on 04/22/2002 4:16:35 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
thanks for finding this for us.
this old heathen may not be unreachable after all ...

(though that news would surprise the hell outta the ex :-)

37 posted on 04/22/2002 4:22:54 PM PDT by tomkat
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To: Saundra Duffy
My theory is we are not at all far from God.

When we are born we are very close, I imagine babies and the very young commune with God continually, but as we get older and we become more involved with the "world" we slip away from God and into the worldly things of this life.

If we could just be still, turn of the noise of this life, worries, strife, all to do about nothing, we could hear the whisper of the voice of God.

We've been away and in this world so long, it's tough to shut off.

Kevin and others have been blessed to stay where they are and continue communing with our Lord.

1 KINGS 19:11

The Lord said, "Go out and stand on the mountain in the presence of the Lord , for the Lord is about to pass by."

Then a great and powerful wind tore the mountains apart and shattered the rocks before the Lord , but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake.

12 After the earthquake came a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire came a gentle whisper.

13 When Elijah heard it, he pulled his cloak over his face and went out and stood at the mouth of the cave. Then a voice said to him, "What are you doing here, Elijah?"

38 posted on 04/22/2002 4:38:34 PM PDT by snippy_about_it
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To: tomkat
Makes you stop and think, doesn't it? I am taken aback by this simple message of profound truth. Wow! What a guy this Kevin is! God bless you, FReeper pal.
39 posted on 04/22/2002 4:49:56 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: snippy_about_it
We've been away and in this world so long, it's tough to shut off. You got that right, pal.
40 posted on 04/22/2002 4:51:21 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: r9etb
Kevin is my hero!
41 posted on 04/22/2002 4:53:51 PM PDT by Saundra Duffy
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To: Saundra Duffy
I didn't mean to make you cry. I have spent years trying to develop the habit of finding the 'silver lining' and always trying to count my blessings.

I have a wonderful son who is now 8 years old and is the joy of my life. When he was seven the world was full of wondrous exciting things. A balloon, a paper airplane, a piece of string, a tin can, a mud puddle, cuddles, hugs, bedtime stories, and all the rest of the simple pleasures that life holds. He taught me to find fun in the simplest of tasks, look for the magic in imagination, and to enjoy every minute. Seven is a great time.

One of the biggest lessons that my son has taught me, and I will never forget, was one of the best things that I will ever learn. We have a shop/barn located about 300 feet from our house. One day, a few years ago, he and I had to go to the shop to get some small tool for a repair project in the house. He was 4 years old and had to go with me as it was just the two of us that day. On the return trip there was a heavy shower of rain. Puddles of water, drippy trees, brisk wind, leaves falling, and I wanted to hurry and get out of the elements. He was holding my hand, splashing in the puddles, and dawdling along. As I was getting soaked he asked "Dad?". In my exasperation I replied "WHAT?" (more forcefully that I should have). He said "Isn't it a beautiful rainy day?"

I stopped in my tracks, looked at him, hugged him, gave him a kiss and then we spent the next 15 minutes spashing in every puddle that we could find. It was great fun.

I have thought of his lesson hundreds of times. It is all a matter of how you look at life, it is your choice how a situation appears. It has helped me to brighten my outlook and try to joyfully accept whatever comes my way. This process is an ongoing personal improvement project, and stories like the one that you posted about Kevin, help to remind me that "beautiful rainy days" are everywhere, you just have to see them.

42 posted on 04/22/2002 5:25:51 PM PDT by DeSoto
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To: Saundra Duffy
Thank you. It touched my tough, hurting heart.
43 posted on 04/22/2002 5:33:38 PM PDT by mlmr
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To: Saundra Duffy
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!

44 posted on 04/22/2002 6:35:20 PM PDT by fellowpatriot
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To: Saundra Duffy
God is under all of our beds but we never take the time to say hi.

Actually, my daughter had a monster under her bed a couple of years back.

"How can that be," I asked. "You sleep on a futon and it's right on the floor. There's no room for monster."

"He's very flat."

45 posted on 04/22/2002 7:01:50 PM PDT by r9etb
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To: snippy_about_it
One of my favorite passages.
46 posted on 04/22/2002 7:03:26 PM PDT by r9etb
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To: spectre
Kevin is teaching us a lesson...

Thanks a lot for reminding me...that I'm too dumb to see what he saw, and to "smart" to find it.

47 posted on 04/22/2002 7:43:18 PM PDT by FlyVet
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To: Saundra Duffy
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.
48 posted on 04/23/2002 12:23:17 AM PDT by lager
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To: all
Happy bump.
49 posted on 04/23/2002 1:27:08 PM PDT by Hawkeye's Girl
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To: Ff-150; 4ConservativeJustices
bttt
50 posted on 04/23/2002 1:29:58 PM PDT by billbears
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