Hello, Papa.
How are you?
On this day, two years ago, you helped me move my belongings to a rental house.
You drove Mama to come visit us, and accompanied her swimming at the small sports center near the rental house.
You made sure I was comfortable, even persistently calling an air conditioning dealer to check for stock.
You poured your love into everything you did for us.
Papa,
How are you today?
I can still feel your love, even though I can’t see you physically anymore.
Yesterday, during a Catholic sharing session, I realised the difference between God’s love and the other kinds of love that the world offers.
It is a love that is humble and down to earth.
The one that prioritises others’ needs over mine.
It is a love that serve.
A selfless love.
Papa,
Thank you for the selfless love you showed me.
Through that love, you showed me more of Christ.
You proved that a lifetime marriage is possible, even when there are rocks and weeds along the way.
You poured love into me like a river that never ran dry.
Jeremiah 17:8 says,
‘For he will be like a tree planted by the water,
That extends its roots by a stream
And will not fear when the heat comes;
But its leaves will be green,
And it will not be anxious in a year of drought
Nor cease to yield fruit.’
Papa,
You are missed.
You are loved.
I know God loved you the most,
and now you are with Him,
experiencing a new dimension of His love.
Until we meet again.
(LGA, 16 September 2023)
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