God's Compliment To Mom

My mother comforted me, she cares for me, she has concern for me, and she has compassion for me

4. Compassion

Compassion is more than recognizing the suffering of another and having sympathy.

Compassion moves beyond recognition of suffering to action. Involves doing something about the suffering

Compassion moves beyond sympathy to sacrifice. That is how you know true compassion

Mothers know something about sacrifice

My mom raised my sister and I without the help of our father. He was running from his life, drowning his sorrows in alcohol and feeling sorry for himself.

My mother put our needs ahead of her own

She sacrificed many things she wanted, many things she could have had

But instead she worked and worked, providing for us, giving us a warm and loving home

Single mothers are incredible. I think that God gives single mothers who lean on him special gifts of strength, and wisdom,

They need those things because they have to do everything for their family. They manage the home, they provide for their family, they teach their children, develop their character, handle discipline, juggle schedules, arrange transportation, cook meals, clean house, do laundry, meet with teachers, meet with parents, go to ballgames and concerts

They do it all – and they never complain. Single mothers are a miracle of God

My mother worked her way up from a clerical position at an insurance company, she worked hard, studied, learned what she needed to advance, until today she is an independent contractor who manages huge projects where insurance companies change software and she coordinates everything and manages the programmers, analysts, databases, resources, everything. Its incredible. I am so proud of my mother

It is incredible that she could do what she did while she raised my sister and I.

Compassion involves sacrifice.

I made this my last point for a reason

I want to tell you a story about compassion and sacrifice

I don’t know if my mother would even realize that I remember this story

I was young, I think maybe alex’s age when I heard her tell it. But I will never forget it and this week I couldn’t stop thinking about it

My mom always wanted 5 kids. And she had 5 kids

Twins – died in hospital – then susan, then me, then George (i was 2)

George had heart defect, a hole between the chambers of his heart

Today no big deal, back then they didn’t have the advances to deal with it

George had 3 open heart surgeries, the last one when he was 2 years old, I was 4.

My mom gave her testimony one night at church. She told the story about being in the waiting room during that last surgery.

She had seen George suffer and it broke her heart.

She saw her little baby suffer, and she loved him so much

With compassion comes sacrifice – she prayed in that waiting room

Not for George to live, but for George to be better, for God to take care of George, and do what was best for him whatever that meant.

She loved him with the love of a mother, but she knew it would be selfish to simply want him to stay and suffer. If they couldn’t make him better, maybe God’s will was to take George home to be with Him.