Beautiful Sunday

Almost overslept this morning but got up in time to get ready for church, grab some breakfast and take my grandson along with me. Upon arriving at church it was the usual meet and greet of members and I dropped Izaiah off in the nursery. Little does he know it will be his last time because once you reach 5 your stay is over in the nursery, you have to start going to children's church. Upon exiting the nursery I notice something familiar in the hall above the coat rack as I was on my way to the sanctuary.

Now granted I do believe I may have seen a hat like that once before on the rack above the coats when Daddy was still alive but not anymore since til today. Let's just say that my mind immediately went to thinking about my father, he wore these hats all the time. The next time I go to mom's I am going to bring some of his hats home with me. I love to be surrounded with things of his, it makes me feel closer to him. I love you daddy and I didn't cry today in church. I felt your presence somewhat and my soul was satisfied. Thank you Heavenly Father for my earthly father.