Summary: A mothers day tribute to my mom; Barb Cormie, who went to be with the Lord in 1997.
Dakota Community Church
May 13, 2007
A Hand to Guide Me
A Tribute to My Mother
Many are saddened by this and other holidays because they bring up painful memories and deep longings for what might have been or should have been.
One of the first and toughest lessons we all eventually learn is that life is not fair. Each of us must play the hand that life has dealt us. The Son of God started in a stable, did nothing but give himself for the sake of others, and ultimately surrendered life itself on the cross.
I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.
Many of us have to learn to be like Paul where family is concerned. Find contentment in the Lord for an area that is lacking what it should have been. Maybe it’s like that for you with your mom, maybe for the desire to be a mom.
I was blessed with a great mom, my sorrow today springs from the fact that my mom went to be with the Lord nearly ten years ago, and that sorrow is all for myself, I know she is in the great cloud of witnesses waiting for the day when we are all reunited. In fact I wanted to begin by asking the Lord if He would allow her to leave her usual seat by his right hand and come to the front row of the balcony – just for this morning’s message. Today I want to tell you a little bit of what my mother told me.
Her children arise and call her blessed
My mother was blessed; she was a woman of faith, a gifted teacher, a great friend and confidant. I hope you will all take something from this message, and be blessed by the blessing that she was.
1. Marriage is sacred, and family is a sanctuary.
It takes two to show these things but I don’t like to give my Dad any credit – his head is too big as it is. The truth is I grew up in a really great home environment. It was unreal in many ways, when Ophra says that leave it to beaver doesn’t exist it’s because she never had my life.
I don’t want to give the impression that my mom was perfect or in fact anywhere near perfect. We had our share of scraps, especially during my teenage years – she was particularly stubborn through those years of my life.
Marriage should be honored by all…
All parents fight and I can remember a couple of doozies at our place, but most of the time I had a strong sense that my home was secure, that it would not be broken up, it was a sanctuary from the world. It made me want to give that to my own children. It effected our decision to stop taking in strays. I realize that it may already be too late to accomplish this in some homes, but to whatever degree you have the power to - do it!
By wisdom a house is built, and through understanding it is established; through knowledge its rooms are filled with rare and beautiful treasures.
Mom sent me a letter shortly before she went to be with the Lord, in it she told me how awesome we were for taking in so many people and giving them a place to live. She said even if she and dad had become Christians earlier in life she didn’t think they would have been able to do that, to selfish for each others company. Her closing sentence to me was “Dan, take care of Kathy, she’s a real gem, one in a million. Love you all - Mom”