A book with 365 pages

A new year.
Another year of separation.
But a new year is also a chance.
Imagine, if this year is like a book with 365 pages
and you are the writer, make it a good book.

For the year to come I wish you all the best.
I wish you a never-ending yearning for wisdom.
I wish you a good connection to our Lord.
I wish you a life full of love.
And if miracles are not coming to you,
you should be the miracles:
be kind, give love and brighten a light in the dark.

I am sending you all of my light and all of my love.
God told me that the wind will be strong
so that my love will reach you across the sea.
Happy new year my beloved ones.
I love you and always will.

Love, your Papa.

Small Distance

It is not easy to write these words.
I am here; and you are there.
No room, no time can seperate us;
’cause true Love is stronger than life.

Your small beating hearts;
your tiny hands in mine;
embraces played big parts.
All memories of our time.

Memories keep the distance small.
Tears, as signs of our connection.
Soon you’ll get strong and tall.
So put your Love into action.

Jesus loves you no matter what.
Trust in Him and put Love first.
Turn on your bright light
and make a difference to this earth.

It is not easy to write these words.
I am here; and you are there.
No room, no time can seperate us;
’cause true Love is stronger than life.

I love you and always will.
Love, your Papa.

A father’s prayer


Oh heavenly father. Forgive me, my heavenly father, for I was wrong.
Forgive me for asking how can you allow the breakup of a precious marriage;
how can you allow the separation of a father from his kids.

This is wrong because it is not you who did it.
You are the God of Love and not of separation.
The world is ruled by Satan; so it is him to blame.
Forgive me my wrong thinking.

I always wanted to be a good father.
I wanted to show them this beautiful world.
I wanted to lead them and guide them on the right path, our Lord’s path.
This chance has been taken away from me by Satan.

I will miss holding your hands when you need it.
I will miss drying your tears when you are hurt.
I will miss giving you hugs ‘n’ kisses.
I will miss teaching you right from wrong.
I will miss seeing you growing up.
I will miss your voices calling out for ‘Papa’.
I will miss being a father for you.

Will they know how much I love them?
Oh my heavenly father please hear my endless cryings.
Send them my never ending love. Please.

If I may tell you just one wish, it would be this:
Be there for them as their heavenly father. And I know you will.
No matter what your plans are for me, be there for my kids.
Protect them, guide them, lead them and help them to stay on your path.
Let them make a difference on earth, let them shine for you.

Winters ending


First warm sun rays bring closer season spring.
First white legs that are brave for a swim.
Wind’s thriving through the hair, goosebumps on the skin.
Winter’s still there, can you feel him?

Jandals are squeezing through the sand.
Do you want to take my hand?
The smell of fish is in the air, hear the children’s laughter?
And spring is already there, what are you running after?

Males are chasing females,
humans and birds.
Lord, thank you for the seasons,
thank you for this wonderful world.