“Glady” Trosen enjoyed a very nice Christmas Eve with her family in Oregon, playing Skip-bo with her grandson, enjoying a good meal. And then, as she was playing one of her many Words With Friends games, her long-term aneurysm went and, in minutes, she was with God and her husband Bob in Heaven.
Glady was born in Sydney, Montana, the oldest child of a small town minister in the Holiness Methodist Church. It was a very poor upbringing in small churches and small towns in North and South Dakota, but her sense of humor and indomitable spirit helped her cope with the rigidity of the small denomination and her poor circumstances. The times when God provided at the last minute to keep them alive and fed built a faith that would be critical years later through the years of her own ministry.
As World War II raged, 18-year-old Gladys started a nursing cadet school in Mitchell, South Dakota, graduating in 1946. She had written many letters to her boyfriend, Bob, who spent those years in the US Navy in the Pacific Theater. They married in 1947 at her folk's church in Colbert, Washington.
Two kids were born as Bob began a career selling cars, but the call to ministry led them to a small church in Deer Creek, Minnesota, where their third child was born. At 26, Bob was named Director of Missions and, as there were significant problems with their only mission field in Bolivia, the Trosens were sent to La Paz, Bolivia, to become the first American couple to minister there.
After four tough years of revolutions, two more children, many new preaching points started, and Bob's rheumatic fever bouts, they came back to the United States to recuperate on a small farm near Wadena, Minnesota.
In 1957, they were appointed to pastor the main church in Minneapolis for the tiny denomination. Nine years were spent building Ehlers Memorial Church and being deeply involved in the Holiness Methodist School of Theology that was attached. The college was moved to Brooklyn Park near the end of their time in Minneapolis and renamed Wesley Bible College.
The small church at Clackamas Heights in Oregon City was in danger of closing in 1966. Bob and Glady were sent with their now six children to see what could be done there. During their three years in Oregon, a building was erected in the Park Place section of Oregon City. Many contacts were made with leaders of the new Evangelical Church of North America that had just emerged from the merger of the EUB church and the Methodist church denominations. For Glady, a life-long friendship with Peg Ballantyne and Dee Millen began there.
In 1969, Bob was elected General Superintendent of the Holiness Methodist Church and the family moved back to Minneapolis. After much discussion, the tiny denomination voted to join the Evangelical Church and form the North Central Conference. Bob would become the Conference Superintendent, and Glady would be at his side as role model and adviser to pastor's wives for the next 16 years.
Their time in the North Central Conference came to an end in 1985 and they moved back to Oregon to pastor the church in Pedee, Oregon where Glady relished the opportunity to be a pastor's wife and get involved in the local church activities. Bob headed up the “Helpers on Wheels” group, traveling the Pacific Conference and helping with various building projects. The years in Pedee would be the sweetest years in their ministry lives.
Retiring in 1984, they moved to the Tillamook area where they lived and became part of the Nazarene Church. Bob taught Sunday School until his death in 2005. Glady taught the class from time to time after that. She remained in their Tillamook home and raised her grandson Luke until his graduation from high school.
The last years, she split her time between daughter Karen's home in Oregon City and Shirley's home in McKinney, Texas. At each place, she was very involved in weekly Bible Studies and her favorite hobby - quilting. Her joy in playing games at the table or on her iPad, her diligence in prayer for her loved ones, and her great sense of humor continued until her last day on Christmas Eve.
Christmas was spent with Bob, Peg and many friends at the feet of Jesus Himself.