EDITOR’S NOTE: The last names in the obituary have been changed for privacy reasons.
CEDAR RAPIDS, Iowa — Cynthia (Goldberg) Andersen, 67, of Cedar Rapids passed away Tuesday, Jan. 10, 2017, at Hallmark Care Center in Mount Vernon, Iowa.
Cindy was born to Henry and Bertha Goldberg on Aug. 16, 1949, in Corpus Christi, Texas. She graduated from Lutheran High School South in St. Louis and Concordia University Nebraska. As a commissioned minister she taught in Lutheran schools in North Miami, Fla., Washington, Mo., Independence Kan., Plainview, Minn., and Rochester, Minn She loved to read, sew, travel, and sing in church choirs. Her travels took her to all 50 states.
Cindy is survived by her husband, Ken Andersen; three daughters, Jennifer (Charles) Holmes, Kristen (Jason) Bluth, and Becky (Pat) Heck; two sisters; one brother; six grandchildren, Ethan, Gavin, Thanh, Cole, Tate, and Shelby; numerous nieces and nephews; and other family members and friends.
She was preceded in death by her parents, one niece and one nephew.
EDITOR’S SECOND NOTE: My family held two memorial services for Mom — one in Iowa and the second in Minnesota. Unfortunately, freezing rain cancelled numerous traveling plans for those planning to attend the Minnesota service. My dad gave my sisters and I permission to share his personal words at the end of each service.
“… The fruits of the spirit are love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control. Cindy had these from the day I met her. I became a better person from being around her as did her students. So it seemed especially UNFAIR when her FTD robbed her of her emotion, then memory, and cognitive ability. I taught middle schoolers so I had a few standard lines about unfairness and they began to haunt me. Like ‘the fair is in August,’ ‘if you want fairness be prepared to get what you deserve.’ It was all very hard to understand and it shook my faith.
“These past few years could have been a lot more difficult except for a couple of factors. One of those was was that I lived and worked in the midst of people who prayed for me and cared for me. I don’t think most of you understood that you were standing in the doorway of my soul and keeping the devil out when my anger and lack of understanding of God’s will made me vulnerable.
“The other is that I always knew who wins in the end. For quite some time though watching commercials and videos about soldiers being reunited caused me a lot of grief because I knew that Cindy was not going to recover and she was not going to know who I am or be glad to see me ever again. I felt like a dope the day it hit me that I had been looking at this quite selfishly. She was going to be restored. The day was coming when she would be singing and skipping across heaven to greet the Savior that she loved. I could envision the joyful reunion with her dad and her mom. And, yes, some day she will greet me also. I was able to pray ‘thy will be done’ with joy instead of resignation. I began to look forward to the day of the restoration of her joy, her singing, and her love.
“So last Tuesday, while I was filled with grief I was also filled with joy.
“My prayer for you is twofold. I pray that you surround yourself with people who will guard the door to your soul when difficulty arises in your life. And I pray that you would know the Jesus that she knew, loved, and taught about. It is in the risen Savior that all hope rests.”
I miss you, Mom.
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