A Letter of Thanks to Wendy Davis from Eddie Griffin

 

From: Briana Russell, born January 14, 2014

Dear Wendy,

 

Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to visit me at my home on this past Christmas Eve and bringing presents for my grandchildren. You were there for us when the hope of Christmas was the most dismal, and the life of my unborn grandchild hung in perils. You were the answer to our prayers. May the Lord bless you, your family, and your team for answering the desperate cry for help from me and my family, and moreover for your sweet and kind words of consolations to the destitute.

The last of your gift cards went to buy my newborn granddaughter some baby formula. Briana Russell was born on Tuesday, January 14, 2014, a healthy child and blessed, thanks, in part, to a fairy godmother that lifted a burden off an old man’s shoulders and saved Christmas for her family, before she was born.

 

 

 

Praise to the Lord, for He is good and His mercy endures forever.


I give thanks also to the Everman Church of Christ family who also heard our cry and came to our rescue. It is hard on the eyes of an old man to see his grandchildren homeless, with another on the way... stranded on the streets in the middle of an ice storm. And, I shuttered at the thought of my daughter-in-law, eight months expectant, trying to navigate on 4-inch thick ice, in soaked wet cold tennis shoes, trying to move their stuff from a rented motel room, after money ran out, in search of somewhere else to go. Had the mother slipped and fallen on the ice, we would have no doubt lost the baby.



Tears are hard to come by, for a prideful old man. But when I see Baby Briana’s sweet and innocent face, realizing she knows nothing of how she got here, I break down.

On the first Sunday of her life, the baby was in the church nursery, watched over by her angel and a loving and caring saint, a Sunday teacher who knew the weary young mother needed a surrogate for just a little while to rest.

I remembered looking into the eyes of a worried 5-year sister-to-be, when times were bleakest, and grandpa promised her that everything was going to be alright, when there seemed to be no way, no how.


But blessed be the name of the Lord, for he is wonderful and does marvelous things. Now grandpa has some peace and relief from his anxieties.

As a footnote: When the picture above was taken of grandpa and the baby, I was talking to her, telling her about a fairy godmother named Wendy who saved her family’s Christmas just before she was born.