In loving memory of Vimmie Ray
Abraham Lincoln said, “In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count; it’s the life in your years.” My mom, Vimmie Ray, lived life to the fullest, finding joy in all that she did and she thoroughly enjoyed showering that joy upon others. Almost a year ago, God called her to join him in heaven, as she knew he would one day. Every time the song “I Can Only Imagine” came on, she would smile and say, “I like to imagine what heaven will be like and although I’m in no hurry to get there, because I know your dad needs me, I look forward to seeing what Jesus actually looks like and to being there surrounded by his magnificence and glory.”
I can only imagine that she is now looking down from heaven, watching us in our actions, thinking some of us need a good talkin’ to and need to use our common sense; thinking many of us need to remember to think, “What would Jesus do?” and make better choices; but mostly, I think she is proud of us for picking up the pieces of our broken hearts and carrying on her good work spreading God’s love and kindness that she lived by example every day. Helen Keller once said, “That which we’ve deeply loved, we can never lose, for all that we love deeply becomes a part of us.” So much of who I am today is because of her teachings and leading by example. Every day when I count my blessings, she is at the top of my list.
At the wildlife park stands a wooden cross in memory of Vimmie. We would like to invite anyone who has a special place in their hearts for Vimmie and would like to share something with the family to contact Dick Ray via email at dickray@centurytel.net.
Lori Lucero
