Yesterday was the day we were all dreading. It had been in the works for months. We had made a couple of trial runs but the day had finally come to send the Bedford family to Fresno, CA.
We started the weekend off with a going away party Friday night. The celebration began with a time of worship. I must say I am so proud of my husband for actually singing the songs and not crying instead. There was a slide show where we all wondered where the time had gone. We laughed, a lot. We cried, a lot. And we ate, a lot! We were joined by our wonderful friends Doug & Denise Kreighbaum. Doug was one of the founding pastors of our church so it was wonderful to have them on hand. When my family and I got home at 12:30am I told my husband I expected for Sunday’s final good-bye to be harder than the party.
And it was indeed. I started crying at the first song. My plan had been to pace my crying (and emotions) but yeah, that didn’t happen. The Bedford’s have been here 16 years & we’ve been here 20. Harold & I have served alongside Tom & Andrea through good times and horrendous times. And we will be joining them in a few months in Fresno to help Bread of Life Church. Somehow I thought this fact would help me through the goodbyes. But the memories were too overwhelming.
My favorite memory that pretty much sums up our personal and pastoral relationship with Tom occurred four years ago.
Evan woke up Saturday morning at 5:30 with chills that rapidly turned into vomiting & a high temp. … The doc wanted Ev to immediately go to our local ER. We jumped in the car & got Ev there right away. Fortunately our good friend, Dr. Jerry was the ER doc that day. After a preliminary exam it was apparent that Ev’s blood pressure was decreasing rapidly & his heart rate was rising. We were told that he was in septic shock, which means that there was a system wide infection in his body. HIs body was working hard to keep his major organs functioning. The doc’s in the Big City pulled together a team & flew to our town to get Evan & fly him back to Children’s Hospital. Our friend & pastor, Tom, stayed with Evan at our local ER until the team got to our town. (What I didn’t mention was that Tom stayed with Evan from the ER until he was loaded on the life flight. We found this out later) We got in the car to make the 4 hour drive, hoping to get to Children’s before Evan. He has been in ICU since Saturday evening.” (You can read more here)
So on the worst day of our life, the one where our only child nearly died, Tom was there, willing to stay with Evan until he either took his last breath or got on the life flight. If Evan had died holding Tom’s hand & not ours there would have been no one else who we would have wanted there. Fortunately for all of us that did not happen.
We made it through Sunday and I have to say that while all of us at Life Church will miss the Bedford’s we are also excited for their next day in Fresno and our next day here. I am very grateful that my family and I get to be here for a while longer, helping anyway we can as our local body and leaders step into the next adventure God has for us.
So off they go with the love and blessing of a very grateful church.
5 thoughts on “See Ya Later”
I cried all through worship Wed. night when Tom & Andrea walked in at church. There are really no words, are there? I’m looking forward to Heaven.
I’m so glad you posted this, Lori. Being so far away, I want every detail I can get.
I’m gonna miss seeing the Bedfords and the Forbises when we visit MO. It won’t be the same.
Michael and I got to see Tom last weekend too. It felt so good, and so very nice of God, to get to hug him before they left. And I hope this isn’t an annoying comment on a sentimental post, but the sanctuary looks so nice!
Ha! Seren, not annoying at all. Everyone worked so hard on it. New chairs & carpet…a dream come true! 😉 Glad you guys got to see him.
El, most of the details were soggy. Glad to help though.
Kath, actually quite a few people cried last night at prayer still. I totally agree with you on the Heaven thing. Come quickly Lord Jesus!
My girls and I are going to Fresno in March to visit. This is the only way to make our sadness go away. Maybe we will make it our home someday too. Only God knows right now.