I spent yesterday sitting next my friend as she took her final breaths in this world.
I cannot remember a time in my life I did not know her. Virginia was more than a friend; she was a sister.
She was always quick to encourage me, counsel me, and correct me if I needed it. There were times when I made her laugh, made her cry, and times when I completely infuriated her. But I knew she was always proud of me, and that she loved me.
Virginia was passionate about God, her husband and the hundreds if not thousands of students that she taught… more than taught, she impacted the course of their lives.
For the last three years, I’ve had the honor of being on the board of Stonegate Christian Academy, the school she lead and poured herself into. It’s hard to put into words the love and passion she had for that school. Not because she loved running it, but because she loved every single student that was there. She understood that she was responsible for more than their education. She had been given the responsibility to steward their lives and prepare them for the things God created them to do. To help mold them into the men and women God created them to be.
Virginia was an amazing person.
This is not the first time I have had to watch a close friend’s life come to an end. It’s always hard. But as I sit here thinking about Virginia, trying to process this loss, I am reminded of two scriptures that I have thought a lot about this year:
“For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come.”
“I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.”
These two scriptures bring me incredible peace, but they don’t take away the heartache. That is the amazing thing about a relationship with Jesus. Sorrow and peace can live together in the same heart.
There is sorrow because I will deeply miss my friend. But there is peace because I know I will see her again.