As I just sit here thinking,
Wondering over my life,
I remember my dearest father
Afflicted in his mind.​

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I wondered how he kept control,
And then I realized;
He closed his eyes to worries,
And simply became blind.​

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Oh, I don’t mean without sight,
For yes, father could see.
It’s just that he stared focused
On what the Lord said be.​

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There was just one voice inside
That he would stop to hear.
It was his spiritual contact
To Christ that thwarted fear.​

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All that he had to do each day
Is pray and talk to God,
Study upon his written word
For peace of mind and heart.​

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His thoughts were constantly on Christ.
Life guidance from him wrought.
This gave to him a peace of mind,
Peace that his Lord had bought.​

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Christ says my peace I leave with you,
Peace I give unto you.
Not as the world will give, I give.
This peace my father sought.

In memory of my Father, Rev. Robert James Stirtmire​

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you:  not as the world giveth, give I unto you.  Let not your heart be troubled,

neither let it be afraid.  ​

St. John 14:27