Looking back, the path that led to our reunion feels nothing short of miraculous. Throughout the entire process, the members of Zion were always beside me.
Korea, a country I had planned merely to pass through, became the place where I encountered a true and incomparable heaven. There, I also learned the sure path that leads to it.
Of all the practices, giving thanks proved the most powerful.
“I'm sorry, please forgive me for being blind to all the pain you held inside. . . . When we understand each other with compassion, the love of New Cov'nant is fulfilled in us."
Yet even after reaching my goal, I soon learned that independence was far more difficult than I had imagined.
It seems that unless we witness something with our own eyes, we struggle to truly grasp the depth of its sacrifice in our hearts.
“To me, these chestnuts aren’t money. They’re just the chestnuts I grew myself.”