#5 South Korea Continued: Source of the Spring

Every Monday morning meeting is similar with a refreshing word. Either it been in the library with the bright smiling faces of the teachers sitting in a circle, or on Zoom with a face in every square, the message has been consistent. “If only one person gets saved this week, it will be worth it.” The Gospel of Jesus Christ again being ministered to the teachers, and with every teacher the encouragement to deliver this precious powerful message to the students. The epitome of this message becomes manifested in a singular example,  as I ponder the previous years. Although there has been many incredible works, answers to prayer, and the light of Christ that has been seen, heard, and affirmed, there is one story that routes my heart to remembrance.   He was a new student. I was a new teacher. But the story only starts with him. A brother of an older, and a son of a mother and father. All of them worshipers of Jesus Christ, believers of the Way, Followers of Jesus, except 1. Th...

Since arriving here in Korea there had been one thing that has been continually impressed on my heart to accomplish. After a year and a half stay here in Korea, I anticipated accomplishment of this venture. But during that time, in the middle of the night, I awake with food sickness that left me on the bathroom floor vomiting with my head spinning. (Make sure you check the exasperation dat on that kimpap from the convenience store.) My friend Baam and his family soothed me and brought me to the hospital. As morning came I was saddened that after the long anticipated trip, I would not make it to the hometown of Baams dad; Muju.  Country Side Mountain Side Muju After a year later here I am getting this very same opportunity. Being able to visit this man's hometown who has been a dad to me since arrival, has been a value of mine. Maybe this value was stirred from Uganda. Being the importance of the children visiting the homeland of their father. Or from the simple importance of what i...