Get Up

Many were already up and back on their seats. Not many were waiting in kneeling. I usually do. On some sundays, I end up being the only one kneeling in my row until my time is up. But on this day, I was sitting next to a lady who stayed knelt until the very last…

The Hardest Thing

One of the hardest thing for me is not to say what’s on my mind. Usually the words come out of my mouth as soon as they are formed in my brain, and before I know it, I am hearing myself talking things that I shouldn’t be talking or things listeners might find very inappropriate….

Another Day to Believe

It was a little after 3 pm and it was still pouring outside. I discover many positive sides of owning my own business every day and one of the latest is that I get to choose the time I go home. With the flood warning going on, I did not think anyone will come to…

Holy Mary, Mother of God

* * * Before the clock hits 9 o’clock, I hit the bed and close my eyes. I hug my stuffed pink lamb close to my chest. I know I’m too old for this. But hey, I’m just being me. In my ears, Silent Night is sung by Bon Jovi. It’s the one they performed…

Hello. Goodbye.

It snowed over night. I can see the white field against the backdrop of the black dawn. Birds chirping. Pick-up trucks heading out somewhere making ways on the snow filled streets. Quiet silence. No one on the street. Everything tells me that I am far from my current ‘home town’ located in the outskirt of…

In Jesus, Always at Home

  Did you know that sadness is addictive? Your body remembers the ache, and the sensations that the deeply seated emotion arouses. It tries to recreate the experience even though you have no particular reason to be sad. So again, I sat in the quiet chapel unable to define my feelings because… I was not…

The Smell of Peace

* * * My 5 year old niece climbs up to the bed I was lying on and lands flat on top of my chest. She has her head directly on my chest and inhales deeply. She says, “You smell nice!” “I do? What do I smell like?” “You smell like imo(means ‘antie’, in Korean)!”…

Life in the Unfolding Grace

A Christian radio program I listen to sometimes has this game where the listeners call to brag about their children named after the people in the bible. They pick different names every day; Luke, John, Joseph, Mary, Jacob, etc. The choices are endless, though it is mostly boy’s names. The name chosen on this particular…

Running through Love and Fear

* * * I am nearing my turn around point on my run. It’s a four way intersection where I have no intention of crossing, so turning around at that spot is always a sensible thing to do but that’s not the only reason why. A sign that reads “Abbey” hangs on the tall fence…

There Is No One Like Me

~ ~ ~ I am at the church praying in the darkness. It’s 6 in the morning. Worship music plays gently, but I am in my own world. A world of fear.  Why do I fear so much? And what do I fear?  I know the answer. It’s an abstract fear. It’s the sort that…