The story below was sent to me from a friend in California. It is so special
that I felt it needed to be shared.
People always say how mean kids can be, never how nice they can be.
This story will either make you cry, give you cold chills or just leave
you cold, but it puts life into perspective!
At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves learning-disabled
children, the father of one of the school's students delivered a speech
that would never be forgotten by all that attended.
After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he
offered a question.
"Everything God doe s is done with perfection. Yet, my
son Shay cannot learn things as other children do.
He cannot understand things as other children do.
Where is God's plan reflected in my son?" The
audience was stilled by the query. The father continued.
"I believe," the father answered, "that when
God brings a child like Shay into the world, an
opportunity to realize the Divine Plan presents itself
and it comes in the way people treat that child."
Then, he told the following story:
Shay and his father had walked past a park where some
boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked,
"Do you think they will let me play?" Shay's father knew
that the boys would not want him on their team. But his
father understood that if his son were allowed to play it
would give him much-needed sense of belonging.
Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field
and asked if Shay could play. The boy looked around
for guidance from his teamma tes. Getting none, he took
matters into his own hands and said, "We are losing by six
runs, and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess
he can be on our team and we'll try to put him up to bat
in the ninth inning."
In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored
a few runs but was still behind by three. At the top of
the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the
outfield. Although no hits came his way, he was obviously
ecstatic just to be on the field, grinning from ear to
ear as his father waved to him from the stands.
In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored
again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the
potential winning run was on base. Shay was
scheduled to be the next at-bat. Would the team
actually let Shay bat at this juncture and give away
their chance to win the game? Surprisingly,
Shay was given the bat.
Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible
because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat
properly, much less connect with the ball.
However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a
few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be
able to make contact.
The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed.
The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly
toward Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow
ground ball to the pitcher.
The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could
easily have thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been
out and that would have ended the game. Instead, the pitcher took the
ball and threw it on a high arc to right field, far beyond reach of the
Everyone started yelling, "Shay, run to first, run to
first." Never in his life had Shay ever made it to first base. He
scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled. Everyone yelled,
"run to second, run to second!" By the time Shay was round ing first
base, the right fielder had the ball. He
could have thrown the ball to the second baseman for a
tag. But the right fielder understood what the pitcher's intentions had
been, so he threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's head.
Shay ran towards second base as the runners ahead of him deliriously
circled the bases towards home.
As Shay reached second base, the opposing shortstop
ran to him, turned him in the direction of third base,
and shouted, "run to third!" As Shay rounded third, the boys from both
teams were screaming, "Shay Run home!" Shay ran home, stepped on home
plate and was cheered as the hero for hitting a "grand slam" and winning
the game for his team.
"That day," said the father softly with tears now
rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of
the Divine Plan into this world."
And now, a footnote to the story: We all send
thousands of jokes through e-mail without a second thought, but when it
comes to sending messages regarding life choices, people think twice
about sharing. The crude, vulgar and sometimes the obscene pass freely
through cyberspace, but public discussion of decency is too often
suppressed in school and the workplace.
If you are thinking about forwarding this message, you
are probably thinking about which people on your address list aren't the
"appropriate" ones to receive this type of message.
The person who sent this to you believes that we can
all make a difference.
We all have dozens of opportunities a day to help
realize God's plan. So many seemingly trivial interactions between
people present us with a choice; do we pass along a spark! of the
Divine-love that God gives to us every day?
Or do we pass up that opportunity and leave the world
a bit colder in the process?
You have two choices now:
1. Delete this.
2. Forward it to the people you care about.
You know the choice I made.
Last edit by stevierae on Dec 23, '04
Dec 23, '04
Thank you, Stevierae.
Dec 23, '04
Thank you Stevierae that was beautiful.
Dec 24, '04
there really is much we have control over.
thank you stevie rae, for reminding us of that.
Dec 24, '04
Thanks Stevie Rae
That was beautiful!!
Dec 24, '04
I am so in the sappy mood today . . . I should have made the choice to grab some tissues lol. That was such a beautiful story.
Dec 24, '04
I am sitting here at work with tears in my eyes from the story....everyonce in a while children scare us don't they... Well I had better go check the inmates in the infirmary and see how they are doing and get rid of the tears before my partner looks over to see what i am doing over her snuffling my nose....