Why Do These Things Happen?

Josh and I were walking through Woodward Park today and as we were leaving, I walked over this:



"Pa" is what we called my Dad. So, why do things like this happen? Is it just chance or coincidence that I would walk over that word just randomly on the sidewalk? Why did I even notice it? I don't really know. I think, but I don't know... Well, regardless, it was reason for me to smile today. And take a photo. And realize I need to paint my toe nails. Or not wear flip flops.

Thank you Lord for sidewalks that say "Pa".