The last few months we have been labouring towards a goal: the beginning of healing for YWAM Canada after Beatrix’s traumatic death. It has marked us as an organization and many of us as individuals.
The culmination of this trip was last week in Calgary, where leaders from across the country gathered together to work on what the future directions of YWAM Canada will be – starting with the topic of “healthy grief.” Mike and I shared our story.
We have been extending all of our mental and emotional resources towards this, and knew that we would be exhausted at the end. We planned to have a good rest in July, to be able to recover.
We also had planned to arrive in Calgary a day early to have some time and space to prepare well for this emotional work.
Just before we left Saskatchewan for Calgary we got a call that Mike’s Uncle Pat was in the hospital in Regina, and all the family was coming.
I don’t know how to talk about these people in a way that will help you see, but this is a family that has showed up for us again, and again, and again.
One of these cousins took our wedding pictures when our photographer cancelled last minute.
One of them hosted a bachelor party for one of Mike’s friends, because Mike realized at the last minute that none of the local groomsman had planned anything and Mike didn’t know of a good local venue.
Aunt Betty Ann hosted a fundraiser for us in her business, even though she wan’t sure if it was a good business move. (Come to think of it, I hope that’s not why M.O.M.’s is closed now? 🙂 )
And Uncle Pat was always really close to Mike’s dad.
So we went to Regina instead, and spent the day and a good chunk of the night at the hospital. Patrick Tallon died around midnight.
We slept for a few hours, drove to Calgary, and hurriedly tried to finish our preparations. We spent a lot of our driving time trying to figure out exactly what we wanted to say, and how we would say it. (And carefully backing off every time we started to get tense, recognizing that this is hard and we were exhausted.)
It went really, really well, beyond even my hopes. I tried to cram in every bit of awesomeness that was possible in the days we had there – and might share more at another time, but for now I’ll just say that we accomplished a lot, talked a lot, and slept only a little.
We left early to get back to Saskatchewan in time for Mike to lead prayers for Uncle Pat’s funeral.
Given our lives, we are so glad we have been able to be in Saskatchewan this week.
And we are so sad. (This is an understatement.)
And we were already at the end of our physical and emotional capacity, so we are toast.
But we are headed towards a rest.
Feeling for you. It’s a large price we pay for the priceless and it is hard. (Hugs)
We were so glad you were able to make it to Calgary. You did such a great job of leading us in another level of closure and giving permission for grieving. Thank you for prioritizing what you didn’t have to prioritize in the midst of everything else. I pray that you find deep rest in this next season. God bless.
Thanks for your continued friendship and encouragement. We appreciate it so much.
If you need to get away please consider us we would love to have you out on the boat for some fun. Love you both.
Wow! So glad for God’s mighty arms carrying you guys! When I am weak, then I am strong in The Lord! So thankful!
Wish we had been there! We are so sorry for this new loss – grief is so much more challenging when it begins to multiply. May God wrap you in His comfort. Much love from the Rosens.
it was great to see you again in calgary! thankful for God’s goodness to all of us who were there with you. enjoy this time of rest! René