Daddy you are my hero. The strongest man I ever met. You taught us all how to do things properly, to build a damn, use a penknife, hatch chicks and lift an egg to hear it cheap. That kind of magic never gets old. We wanted for nothing and no matter how little we had if someone came to the door they got brought in and given share. Sometimes they got it all but that's how we were brought up. Our door was always open and the kettle always on but if you were like me and dad, we'd have been outside. He loved to take us by the hand down the yard or in the tractor. When we were very little and William was born mum was in hospital for a very long time, my dad brushed our hair and had us turned out perfectly for school every day and Sunday school in Kingsmoss. You held our family together through trials thick and thin, and a dream home was what you strived to provide for us. The house and farm with the river flowing through it. The first class Aberdeen Angus and horses and ducks the hay bales and harvest and jumping over the bags of feed piled up. Dad I see you in the colours of the trees in Autumn and the new life in the fields in spring time. I hear your voice in my mind encouraging us all to be our best. And I see your wee face in mine and the kids. You gave your all every day, up before the rest of the world to get a head start. And would have never left me standing. You are a model for dad's everywhere. Dad was such a loving man, so relaxed and with open arms you didn't just get hug but a proper embrace. He had time for everyone. He made time for everyone no matter what time of the day or night. With never a grumble except at the dinner table (cuz he couldn't get a word in) "no on listens to me" he'd say and off he would slope to the other room hahaha. He loved my mum so much. And never would have spent a night apart if he could help it. For all our trials together my parents have both relied and leaned on God. In his strength and power his timing is perfect. I had tried every which way to get in to be with dad because I did not want him to be alone or frightened in hospital. I prayed and prayed to be with him. Won't say any more about that but God answered my prayers because while no one was allowed in to visit, Grace was able to get a flight home. Prayers answered she was able to be with Dad during his last 2 days. She held his hand and he knew he was loved. In the background a tv played oh come all ye faithful. So my Dad was literally called home joyfully and triumphantly and not alone. Never alone. Dad was saved and born again as a boy and God was always in our home, he never left Dad. You run the race to finish it he said. Well Dad you have and you have made it home to Heaven. There will be some party in Heaven you can join God's choir and I'm sure there are animals in heaven and gardens like we have never seen before. You will be busier than ever and there will be no more sickness and no more pain. Dad you were so loving. For that I can't thank you enough. Dad you were so loved and always will be. I carry your heart in my heart. Always with me always with you. Until we meet again. I am proud to have called you Daddy and I am proud of all the things we accomplished together as a family. And for the special relationship and bond you had with so many. You were our rock and will never be replaced, we are strong and hopeful and look forward to all the good things still to come because you taught us to have Faith. In Christ alone my hope is found. He is my strength my shield. God is with us and We are all hear for each other. God bless us. Every one. Thank you for all the good things we have. Especially each other. Amen.