The Lord is My Shepherd

I walked in a little late to Mass at Bayonne Medical Center because Mom mentioned that the service was on the third floor, but it was actually on the second.  Dad was in a wheel chair.  Mom was standing dotingly behind him.  

If you know your Catholic/Christian songs, "Here I am, Lord" can be a tear-jerker.  And I lost it.   I suppose I was overcome by the Spirit.  

"Is it I, Lord?/I have heard you calling in the night./I will go, Lord, if you lead me./I will hold your people in my heart."  

Dad hears God's call (even if he can't hear us sometimes).