My Daddy was a very simple man. He did not concern himself with social status, nor what others thought of him. Instead, he worked very hard; providing for his family; yet, I knew him as a strong tower. Living in a world filled with division, my father viewed every man according to his own deeds; never counting a man’s worth according to social status, race, nor monetary status. “All men created equal in the eyes of God”–a motto he displayed in everything he did. I thank him for being that man.
Never once did Daddy complain about life being too hard; instead, he faced life with diligence, working hard to ascertain we had everything we ever needed. I learned so much about faith, hope and love from this very giant of a man. He did not have the ability to read eloquently; because, he worked in the fields, plowing them behind a pair of mules from the time he first could remember. However, I truly believe God spoke to him as he worked every day in those fields; because, his wisdom displayed just that.
Daddy, I Thank you
by Effie Darlene Barba
Daddy, I thank you for your words so wise
Your strength and your truth you could not disguise
A humble; yet, noble farmer unknown
Yet, through your life you truly had shown
The depth of your faith and your love so true
Working so hard, without complaint; because you
Forgetting yourself, you did not believe
That you deserved more than you did receive
Because in your life, your eyes always could see
The Greatest gift you possessed: family
You would have always laid down your own life
To ascertain that we would never face strife
And whenever my life would fall apart
You stood by my side, to never depart
Never conceding that I had been wrong
My fortress, my tower, unyielding and strong
Never demanding, respecting my choice
Your steadfast love, was always the voice
That guided me, pointing me then to God
The One Who would lead this journey I trod
Daddy, your unfailing love, ultimately
Showed me the love, God has for me
IN MEMORY OF DADDY
My Daddy never spoke much; however, I knew the depth of his love when he jumped out of bed to make certain my car was warm, before I left for work. He never thought of himself, his dreams, his comforts; but, instead always considered himself blessed with the least of things; because he loved his family. My Daddy died suddenly of a heart attack in late 1993. Although, I miss him here; I know he stands before the throne of God asking what he can do to serve. One day I will see him again.
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