I Just Remember Jesus

By Ruth Wood

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    Whenever I’m in my bed at night

    And the room is dark and still

    With strange shadows on the wall,

    The wind whistling shrill,

    I just remember Jesus

    Calming the raging sea.

    I whisper a prayer for safety,

    And then I feel peace.

    Whenever I’m feeling achy

    With a fever that burns and chills,

    And Mom and Dad are worried,

    And the doctor gives me pills,

    I just remember Jesus

    Healing the halt and blind.

    My father gives me a blessing,

    And peace comes to my mind.

    Whenever I lose my patience

    And holler, argue, or whine,

    Or forget about sharing nicely

    And scream at others, “That’s mine!”

    I just remember Jesus

    And the children ’round his knee.

    I whisper a prayer for kindness,

    And quickly I make peace.

    Whenever I stand in front of a crowd

    To sing or give a talk

    And all eyes are staring at me

    And I’m in a scared kind of shock,

    I just remember Jesus

    In the temple, teaching the priests.

    I whisper a prayer for courage,

    And fear is changed to peace.

    Whenever I hear a story

    Or listen to the news

    About all the crimes and all the wars

    And feel scared and sometimes confused,

    I just remember Jesus

    In the Garden of Gethsemane

    Praying for help from his Father—

    His peace comes also to me.

    Illustrated by Mark Robison

    Paintings at right, top to bottom: “Stilling the Storm” by Ted Henninger, “Christ Healing a Blind Man” by Del Parson, “Christ With the Children” by Harry Anderson, “Christ in the Temple” by Heinrich Hofmann, “Christ in Gethsemane” by Harry Anderson.