This past Sunday the choir sang a hymn "The Whisper" and I thought of your father with the words....

I hear God's call; I hear the whisper of my name.

Come to the table, your name is written on My hand. Come to the table, your name is hidden in My heart. Come to the table and live.

At the table, He prepares for me a place. He redeems me, I am pardoned by His grace.

He restores me with his rich and lavish love.

In His call, I hear the whisper of my name.