Today was definitely a bittersweet day. Today was Dad's last sermon as Senior Pastor. We all knew this day was coming, and we all know this day is needed.
Many tears have been shed today, but I do not feel sad. Just tears of joy on how Dad was honored today. Tears of angst towards change. Tears of excitement for new beginnings. Tears of stress relief that the day is finally done (working at the church adds a stress of prepping).
Today was beautiful and I believe it was honoring to the Lord.
The Evening Service of Thanksgiving was incredible and sweet. A time of singing and remembering and prayers. I snapped a picture of everyone that participated.
Dad scratching his face with this bulletin :)
Ken, aka Harold
Cal, who did a great "Get Over It" impression of Dad