Agape Life Services

09/12/2025

Painting Through Grief ... A Night of Healing & Connection

On Thursday, October 23rd at 6:30 PM, Agape Life Services will host our 2nd Annual Painting Through Grief gathering. This complimentary event offers a space to find comfort, express emotions through art, and honor the memory of those we love.

You’re invited to join us ... along with others who are walking a similar journey, as our instructor uses brush strokes that reflect the stages of grief.

📍 Agape Life Services – 2105 Emancipation Hwy, Fredericksburg, VA
🗓 Thursday, October 23, 2025
⏰ 6:30 PM – 8:30 PM
💲 Complimentary to attend – donations are welcomed to support future events

This will be a heartfelt night of healing, art, and remembrance. Because every life deserves to be remembered, and every heart deserves the space to heal. 💜

✨ Please RSVP by October 15th

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09/04/2025

View Shahab Harris Yates's obituary, contribute to their memorial, see their funeral service details, and more.

08/29/2025

Still a HERO... we love and miss you AJ!

Aeneaus "AJ" Jameson's service to others will continue past his death in Virginia. The 29-year-old Army veteran died after what his family described as a "tragic experience," though the organ donor will save some more lives in death. Jameson, a Fredericksburg resident, "did not pull through" after s...

08/27/2025

A loss for words...please keep the family in prayer. We love you, Celeste!

View Celeste Johnson's obituary, contribute to their memorial, see their funeral service details, and more.

08/26/2025

Poem for Celeste

Her laughter filled the quiet,
Her voice could shake the skies,
With every “Cut it out” she said,
There was love behind her eyes.

A mother first, a guiding light,
From courts to fields she’d cheer,
Her boys her pride, her greatest joy,
Her love was always near.

She carried humor in her heart,
A joke, a smile, a song,
She showed us how to live with grace,
And help each other along.

She booked the flights, she chased the dreams,
She traveled far and wide,
Adventurous, courageous,
With her family at her side.

Though gone from earth, her spirit stays,
Her laughter still resounds,
In every heart that knew her well,
Her memory abounds.

So live with love, give all you can,
Be kind, be brave, be true,
For Celeste’s light still guides us all,
In everything we do.

08/21/2025

View Aeneaus Laquan Jameson's obituary, contribute to their memorial, see their funeral service details, and more.

08/06/2025

In Loving Memory of Andre “Dre” Johnson

A smile so bright, with dimples deep,
A memory our hearts will always keep.
Firstborn son, a mother’s pride,
With love for his children he could never hide.

He rode through life on four-wheel dreams,
Popping wheelies, chasing sunlit streams.
A barber’s chair, a brother’s call,
A father’s love, he gave it all.

His music flowed from a soul so kind,
A giving heart, a brilliant mind.
He’d give his shirt, without a pause,
A man of honor, with gentle flaws.

From security posts to family ties,
From laughter shared to tearful goodbyes,
Dre’s life was love, his legacy clear,
A beautiful spirit we hold so dear.

Though he’s gone, his light will stay,
In every song, in children’s play.
He walks with us in memory’s bliss,
Forever loved, forever missed.

View Andre Gerrell Johnson's obituary, contribute to their memorial, see their funeral service details, and more.

07/11/2025

In Wichita's warm August light,
A soul was born to shine so bright.
Jacquelyn Christine, seventy-seven years,
A life of love, through joys and tears.

From Kansas plains to Virginia’s home,
Her heart found roots where she would roam.
A servant’s spirit, steadfast and true,
With every task, she saw it through.

A head secretary, calm and wise,
Her office chair retired with gentle sighs.
Her work was done, her mission clear,
She carried kindness year to year.

On a blind date, fate gently stirred,
A love that bloomed without a word.
Virgil, her partner, friend, and guide,
Together, walking side by side.

Fifty-eight years, ten months they shared,
In every moment, deeply cared.
No fishing lines, no rivers crossed,
But in her love, no time was lost.

Seven Great Danes, her faithful crew,
Horses and Eeyore’s gentle hue.
Animals who felt her tender heart,
Her love for them, a work of art.

Though dementia’s shadow came to play,
Her spirit laughed, her jokes would stay.
“Don’t make me come and kick your A,”
A spark that brightened every day.

She loved her soda, sweet and clear,
A simple joy held close and dear.
A wife, a mother, grandmother, too,
A heart so vast, so warm, so true.

Now gently resting, peace has found,
Her memory in hearts will sound.
Jacquelyn Christine, forever near,
A life well-loved, a soul sincere.

Though words can never quite convey
The love that fills the ones who stay,
Her family knows and always will,
Her spirit lives, enduring still.

View Jacquelyn Christine Schmig's obituary, contribute to their memorial, see their funeral service details, and more.

07/04/2025

💔 July is Bereaved Parents Awareness Month 💔

No parent should ever have to walk the painful path of losing a child, but sadly, too many do.

July is a time to acknowledge the silent grief, the deep love, and the unimaginable strength of parents who have experienced this kind of loss. Whether it happened recently or years ago, the ache remains. And so does the love.

At Agape Life Services, we want to remind you: You are not alone.
💬 If you need someone to talk to
🕯️ If you want to honor your child’s memory
🤝 Or if you simply need a space to feel seen … we are here.

This month, we stand with all bereaved parents.
Let’s continue to uplift, support, and remember … together. 💙💗

07/04/2025

One of Eleven, But Truly One

In Loving Memory of Michael G. Dunivan

December 18, 1952 – June 29, 2025

One of Eleven, yet one so rare,

A gentle soul beyond compare.

In a house alive with love and noise,

He grew with strength, among the boys.

From country roads to city lights,

He carried calm through days and nights.

A quiet man with hands so kind,

A softer heart, you'd never find.

He met sweet Shirley, still so young,

And from that spark, true love was sprung.

Last Saturday would mark their gold,

Fifty years of love untold.

Though she was gone, their bond still remained,

Now reunited, free from pain.

He raised two daughters with steady grace,

Melinda, Tracey, in his embrace.

They never saw a temper rise,

Just warmth and peace behind his eyes.

A trucker’s life, a winding track,

But no road kept him from coming back.

Home was his compass, love his guide,

With family always by his side.

He played his favorites on repeat,

Three songs that made his world complete.

Each lyric held a piece of him,

A quiet joy that didn’t dim.

His grandkids made his spirit shine,

Great grandkids too, all part of his line.

Though one grandson had gone before,

Their bond remained forevermore.

So now we pause, we gently cry,

But know this isn’t a goodbye.

It’s “see you later,” soft and true,

From one who gave his all to you.

One of Eleven ... but truly one,

A job well done, a race well run.

In every heart his song will stay,

Still rolling on, day after day.

So, here’s to Michael, gentle and wise,

With a legacy that never dies.

Though his journey here is through,

His love lives on ... in me, in you.

View Michael Griffin Dunivan's obituary, contribute to their memorial, see their funeral service details, and more.