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).