Virginia and Ollie, after moving to Dallas, were our first real non-student connections. We were apart from family. They were family. After Ollie’s death, Virginia stayed a part of life. She was, in many ways, a grand-parent to our son. Many Wednesday evenings were shared with Virginia and her Dear family. If ever there was an open door to people and to faith, Virginia had it. She continually looked for God’s face and for understanding.
Things change, as happens in life. I saw her less since we traveled in different circles. I guess this is natural. I wish, now, that I could tell her how much I/we treasured her safety, company, and caring. She was the best of God’s servants on Earth.
You couldn’t know Virginia without being family. So, when I say I’m praying for her family, that encompasses a LOT of people. But, certainly, my special prayers for those closest to her. I hope you feel her love, abiding care, and the special understanding and love that she has now - where all things are clear for her. She sees you with even more love. Prayers as well for all the tapestry of connections she made among those who searched for an oasis of family in a difficult world. That’s what she was to me.
Mike Davis
