Five years ago, in upstate NY, God blessed me with the birth of our firstborn son, Chase. When these little ones come into our lives, we think of all the things we will teach them, but it seems, we, the parents, are the ones being taught.

I can still remember the nurse laying him next to me, so I could wrap my right arm around him and feel his presence. He was bathed and tightly wrapped, as only hospital nurses can do, and simply precious. He and I took our first nap together. That memory rings out over all the other memories during my first days with him. I sensed his gentle nature then and I felt blessed to be his mother.

Out of my three, he is my easiest child. He is not a fighter. He is rarely prideful or mean. He enjoys blessing others and finds joy in giving. He makes friends easily, because of his kind nature. Needless to say, he is taught me many things about having a heart like Jesus.