Six months ago Tuesday we held my sweet, sweet nephew. We kissed his sweet, tiny nose, and rubbed his perfect, long feet. We cried, and we wished our story had a different ending. We still do. Our hearts long to know him more, and our arms ache to hold that sweet boy again.
It seems fitting that we celebrate Easter this same week. We celebrate a King who overcame the grave. A God who is bigger than death. A Victory that we can claim as ours. We know, because of this week, and because of what happened on that Sunday morning, that we will have the opportunity to know Baby Chase deeper, and our aching arms will be filled one day. I am so thankful that our story does not end in that hospital room, just as Christ's story didn't end on the cross.
Sweet Baby Chase,
Your story is SO big. The lives you have touched are too many count, but what is even greater is the lives you have YET to touch. You have brought us closer to our God, and your legacy will continue to teach children, who live in modern-day slavery, about the freedom found in Christ. Your tiny, precious feet truly brought the sound of good news! You taught us so much. You changed our hearts.
We miss you so much little man! We SO wish you were here to cuddle with us. We wish you were here to laugh at your silly cousins, and to take grandkid pictures. We wish you were here.
We love you so much, Chase Allen!
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4 comments:
Sweet sister. Thank you. You said it so incredibly well. Thank you for loving my Chase so deeply too. I love you so much.
I think of your sweet family all the time and it is a blessing to honor him this week. You guys honor him each day with the lives you lead and the love you share.
this brought tears to my eyes and made me think and reflect. thank you for sharing chase with us.
what a precious part of your family chase is and what a sweet spot he holds in so many hearts. thank you for your words and thoughts.
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