Mikael Sundin: 12.15.93 – 5.12.16
It’s been just over a week since we lost our dear friend. It’s been a week of pain, sadness, and overall just trying to process the missing void, yet still clinging onto the hope and promises that God is still good, even when we don’t understand His ways.
Mikael was one of Jeremy’s first friends he made at school this year. He was the person that Jeremy would always come home talking about after a long day of classes. He was the first person that Jeremy got to prophesy over. Before Jeremy ever knew Mikael, he told him: “I see you dancing without a care about what others think. You carry freedom really well. God loves how expressive you are and it brings Him great joy to see the freedom that you carry!” If you knew Mikael, you know that this couldn’t be a more accurate depiction of who Mikael was.
Mikael loved to dance, he was one of the most generous human beings, and he loved people well. Mikael was full of life and joy. He worshiped with reckless abandon. He didn’t care what people thought of him and he had the best wardrobe. He catapulted those around him to also experience breakthroughs of joy and freedom, just by being the person God created him to be.
A week after Mikael left this Earth, Jeremy and I were processing the impact that he made, the sting that death has, but the absolute hope and joy that we will see him again one day, dancing in heaven with Jesus. As we were lying down and talking about Mikael, an angel feather fell from our ceiling. I don’t think it’s any rare coincidence that one would appear when talking about the legacy and impact that Mikael is still having on this Earth, even as he’s in Heaven.
As we look back on this week, we remain grateful. We were all hoping and praying that Mikael would be fully healed and get to graduate BSSM with the rest of his class. Mikael still got to graduate on graduation day, it just looked a little different than we all expected. It’s no coincidence that a large group of his friends were having a huge dance party when he danced his way into heaven, and we couldn’t be more grateful for the community and family we were surrounded with when that happened. We’re so thankful for a community that grieves in a healthy way, a family that supports one another, and a group of people that lift each other up when hard times happen. We remain thankful and full of hope.
All I know is that I can’t put God in box. I have to just trust that His plan is always perfect. He never causes sickness, and it’s His perfect will to heal. I may not always understand what that looks like and His ways may look different than I could’ve ever imagined, but I refuse to grab ahold of bitterness and anger. Instead I cling to hope, to know that God is good, and He loves us more than we could ever imagine or comprehend. I will continue to sing, I will continue to dance, and I will continue to declare the goodness of the Lord, even on days when I don't feel it or understand.
Mikael, you are so loved. Your life will impact generations to come, and we can't wait to see you again in heaven. You will be greatly missed.
On repeat. over. and over. again.