Mother’s Day Service

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Focus:  Rejoice with Jerusalem, and be glad for her, all you who love her; rejoice with her in joy…As a mother comforts her child, so I will comfort you. Isaiah 66

Threshold Moment:   A Time for Centering

Gathering Music:  A Mother’s Love (by Amy Jill Jordan/Steve Mackinnon)

 -Michelle Currie


Responsive Call to Worship:     

L:  We gather together this morning to worship our loving, nurturing God,

All:  Who, like a mother, knows us intimately and loves us unconditionally,

L:  Who teaches us the way we should go, and comforts us in times of need.

All:  Praise God, the Source and Sustainer of life.

Opening Hymn:  All Creatures of Our God and King     

Invocation:     Together, let us pray…

Come, Mother God, come as an enfolding nurturing presence, come

as steadfast love to hold us.

Come, Mother God, come as an enabling strengthening force, come

as love that allows us to find our pathways in life.

Come, Mother God, come as friend and comforter healing our wounds,

walking our way, come as wounded healer to make us whole.    

                                                                                                           (by Kate McIlhagga)

Lord’s Prayer:                                                                   

Awakening:  The Rose (by Amanda McBroom)   -Michelle Currie

Scripture:  For Mother, John O’Donohue,

What I learned from My Mother by Julia Kasdorf                            –  Cris Hudson                                                                      

Sermon:        Joy That Lasts                                                                 Rev. Paula Norbert                                         

Sermon Response:  Meditative Instrumental ~ Ave Maria   -Michelle Currie

Musical call to Prayer:  (two times)  Hush now in quiet peace, be still your mind at ease. The Spirit brings re-lease, so wait upon the Lord.

                                        Prayers of the People:

                    Silent Prayers                               Pastoral Prayer

Closing Hymn:  A Mother’s Prayer (by Keith and Kristin Getty)  -Michelle Currie                

Benediction “As a mother comforts her child, so I will comfort you”  (Isaiah 66:13)

Go now in the comfort and peace of the One who gave birth to us. Go to give comfort and peace to others.  Divine Wisdom guide us as we go forth on Your paths of peace. Amen!  Alleluia!

Recessional: Go in Peace

Go in peace and the peace of God be with you this day.

Go in peace and the peace of God be with you always.

celebrate and share the joy. Celebrate new life.

Go in peace and the peace of God be with you always.

                             Blessing for Mother from John O’Donohue

                                    To Bless the Space Between us


Your voice learning to soothe

Your new child

Was the first home-sound

We hear before we could see.

Your young eyes

Gazing on us

Was the first mirror

Where we glimpsed

What to be seen

Could mean.


Your nearness tilled the air,

An umbilical garden for the seeds

Of thought that stirred in our infant hearts.

You nurtured and fostered this space

To root all our quietly gathering intensity

That could grow nowhere else.


Formed from the depths beneath your heart,

You know us from the inside out.

No deeds or seas or others

Could ever erase that.


                          What I Learned From My Mother

                                    BY JULIA KASDORF

I learned from my mother how to love

the living, to have plenty of vases on hand

in case you have to rush to the hospital

with peonies cut from the lawn, black ants

still stuck to the buds. I learned to save jars

large enough to hold fruit salad for a whole

grieving household, to cube home-canned pears

and peaches, to slice through maroon grape skins

and flick out the seeds with a knife point.

I learned to attend viewings even if I didn’t know

the deceased, to press the moist hands

of the living, to look in their eyes and offer

sympathy, as though I understood loss even then.

I learned that whatever we say means nothing,

what anyone will remember is that we came.

I learned to believe I had the power to ease

awful pains materially like an angel.

Like a doctor, I learned to create

from another’s suffering my own usefulness, and once

you know how to do this, you can never refuse.

To every house you enter, you must offer

healing: a chocolate cake you baked yourself,

the blessing of your voice, your chaste touch.

 Proverbs 31:15, 17, 20, 25-28

She gets up while it is still night;

    she provides food for her family

She sets about her work vigorously;

    her arms are strong for her tasks

She opens her arms to the poor

    and extends her hands to the needy.

She is clothed with strength and dignity;

    she can laugh at the days to come.

She speaks with wisdom,

    and faithful instruction is on her tongue.

 She watches over the affairs of her household

    and does not eat the bread of idleness.

Her children arise and call her blessed;

    her husband also, and he praises her: