Easter Greeting

It is ”good Friday” today and we are at home with the family. Yesterday me and Sebastian were in the middle part of Finland for my biological fathers funeral. A funeral is always a funeral but carrying the coffin with your biological father is different.

I have written about this in my books but chose to bring it up again as it is on my heart right now. I was born in Jyväskylä, Finland, August 14th 1972. Right after my birth my mother handed me over to foreign people and I ended up at an orphanage for the first eight months of my life. Of course I do not remember anything of this so these are things that I have been told.

One day, probably one of the best days in my life, mom and dad came and picked me up. I got to come to a new home, a home where I was safe and I hade the best possible childhood. Still after receiving the fact that I was adopted as a secret from outside the family bothered my mind and has done it ever since. I thank God for protecting me and taking me to mom and dad here in Vasa, Finland. They have been there for me always and are still here today. In my heart they are my mom and dad.

After I got saved in 2007 I started to research my roots and found them. First I was told lies about my biological father that I even wrote in my first book. I met my father in 2010 and the truth was totally different. He did not even know his girlfriend was pregnant with me until after I was born.

I got to know my biological father for almost seven years and it meant much to both of us. During our tour in the USA last month I received the news that my father had been taken to the hospital and that he was not going to make it. Still God took care of so I made it there in time. One day after we arrived from USA, me, my wife and son Sebastian drove to Jyväskylä. I sat with my father for some hours and I believe he heard my words while I held his hand. A few hours later he moved on and left this place.

Still do not know my feelings but I miss him. It was a beautiful funeral. I was sitting looking at the coffin and thought about heaven and if my father is there now. In the same moment a stripe of sunshine came through the window right over his chest on the coffin. I thought it was just something that happened to happened so as the sunshine disappeared I said if it happens again it is a sign of that my father made it to heaven and immediately the stripe of sunshine came even brighter on the same place. I take that as a sign from God. People can say what they want and that it was a sunny day and it was a co-incident. Well, it was not a sunny day and I do not believe in co-incidences. Thankful for all the wonderful people we got to meet and thankful for my son, Sebastian who drove 4 hours there and 4 hours back. I told him today and asked: - Do you realise that you have to do this for the rest of your life? and he answered; - Yes, I guess so!