Take heed that ye despise not one of
these little ones; for I say unto you,
that in Heaven their angels do always
behold the face of My Father
which is in Heaven.
~ Matthew 18:10 ~
This Page Is Dedicated To
KEVIN
Our Special Son
Kevin is now 32-years old and disabled since birth; Cerebral Palsy, severe seizures, and profound to moderate developmental delay. But ... and with a BIG GRIN ... he has the purest heart of anyone we have met on this earth. If you meet him, give him a simple smile of acknowledgement, a warm hello, and ... Look for JESUS in Kevin!
~*~
Updated October, 2003
Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.
Matthew 5:8
Kevin
May 7, 1971 - October 10, 2003
"The Disabled Child"
I am the child who cannot talk.
You often pity me,
I see it in your eyes.
You wonder how much I am aware of ...
I see that as well.
~ * ~
I am aware of much.
Whether you are happy or sad,
patient or impatient,
full of love and desire,
or if you are just doing your duty by me.
~ * ~
I marvel at your frustrations,
knowing mine to be far greater,
for I cannot express myself
nor my needs as you do.
You cannot conceive my isolation,
so complete is it at times.
~ * ~
I do not gift you with clever conversation,
cute remarks to be laughed over
and repeated.
~ * ~
I do not give you answers
to your everyday questions,
responses over my well-being,
sharing my needs,
or comments about the world around me.
~ * ~
I do not give you rewards
as defined by the world's standards ...
great strides in development
that you can credit yourself;
I do not give you understanding
as you know it.
~ * ~
What I give you is much more valuable ...
I give you instead opportunities.
~ * ~
Opportunities to discover
the depth of your character,
not mine.
~ * ~
The depth of your love, your commitment,
your patience, your abilities,
the opportunity to explore your spirit
more deeply than you imagined possible.
~ * ~
I drive you further than you would ever
go on your own, working harder,
seeking answers to your many questions,
creating questions with no answers.
I am the child that cannot talk.
~ * ~
I am the child who is mentally impaired.
I do not learn easily, if you judge me by
the world's measuring stick.
~ * ~
What I do know is infinite joy
in the simple things.
I am not burdened as you are
with the strife's and conflicts
of a more complicated life.
~ * ~
My gift to you is to grant you
the freedom to enjoy things as a child,
to teach you
how much your arms around me mean,
to give you love.
I give you the gift of simplicity.
I am the child who is mentally impaired.
~ * ~
I am the disabled child.
I am your teacher.
If you allow me,
I will teach you
about what is really important in this life.
~ * ~
I will give you and teach you
unconditional love.
~ * ~
I gift you with my innocent trust,
my dependency upon you.
I teach you of respect for others
and their uniqueness.
~ * ~
I teach you about the sanctity of life.
I teach you
about how precious this very life is
and about not taking it for granted.
~ * ~
I teach you
about forgetting your own needs
and desires and dreams.
I teach you giving.
~ * ~
Most of all,
I teach you hope and faith.
I am the disabled child.
This beautiful poem was written by
Jenn M. Braden 1990
Used with Permission
Kevin went to be with our Lord Jesus on, October 10, 2003.
Until we meet again our precious son...
Love from Dad and Mom.
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