He was eight years old, and mentally retarded. His name was Stephen. I do not know much about him. I only read his story in another church’s bulletin. But, I was touched by it. There were seven other children in his Sunday church school class. In the spring as Easter approached the children were asked to bring to Sunday church school those L’eggs panty hose containers, with some object inside which represented new life.

Not wanting to embarrass Stephen, and being afraid he had not understood, the teacher asked the children to place containers on the table to be opened one at a time. They opened the first and found a tiny flower, and one child said, "That’s mine." They opened another, and found a rock. Another child said, "I brought that one." The child explained the rock had moss on it - …