As I was trying to lay prone and take care of myself after a very stressful room move, I received the news that my beloved kitty, Mr. Malibu, had a series of seizures and my husband had to make the decision to put him down. My heart shattered into a million little pieces and I could not breathe. Kevin pulled up his chair alongside my bed and kept rubbing my back. He was beyond compassionate and comforting during this most devastating news. He very kindly talked me through my breathing and even had me blow my snotty nose. I am ever grateful for this young man. He touched my heart. May God bless him for his servant’s heart.