I was born into a typical Confucian and Buddhist culture in Korea. We had lots of ancestor ceremonies every year, and I didn’t know anyone in my family — even distant relatives — who went to church at that time. But when I became an adult, I started wondering: “Who is the real me? Why was I born? What is the purpose of life? What is love? Is there a God?”
I met my husband, and he was a good and caring person. We had two beautiful daughters, but somehow I was still unhappy, lonely, and gloomy. That made me carry so much guilt inside me, and it made me think I wasn’t a good mom. I felt like I was carrying a huge stone inside me.
So I started searching for answers. I did counseling and joined some group counseling here in Canada, and it has been such an important support group for the past 9 years. We read a lot of philosophy and psychology books and shared our emotions openly. That helped lighten my guilt a lot. But I was still lonely and gloomy.
At the beginning of last year, I concluded that there was no God. I was tired of searching for answers, and I thought, “If there is a God, why is the world like thi”
Then a few months later, our family went through a huge suffering. It was such a massive challenge and we had to battle every single day. My husband and I agreed it was the hardest thing we had ever faced in our lives. I was scared it would never end and that we would have to live like that forever.
But after four months, we could finally see it was ending. It almost felt like a miracle.
I felt so much gratitude then, but I didn’t know where that gratitude should go… to me? To my husband? To the hospital staff? We all did our best, but the gratitude I felt was so much bigger than just us.
So I thought, maybe I should go to church and find out.
I called Sharon, who I had known her for about 7 years, and she knew about our situation. She had been praying for us. I went to Mokmin Church last October, and that was my first official church visit. I had gone one time when I was 10 years old, but after that I never wanted to go to church again. I felt so awkward, and the gospel song lyrics sounded cheesy and weird to me back then.
So guess what my biggest concern was on the day I went to Mokmin Church? The gospel songs.
But luckily, I was okay. I even related some of the lyrics to myself and my suffering, and a few times I teared up a little. But I wiped my tears away very quickly because I didn’t want the “church people” to see me crying. I still had my guard up really high back then.
After visiting the Korean church a few times, Sharon suggested that I also visit “The Seed” church to experience something different. It was nice.
Then one day, after a few visits, our praise team— thank you for playing that song — sang Holy Forever. Maybe because I had watched The Passion of the Christ the week before, when the lyrics started:
“Your name is the highest,
Your name is the greatest,
Your name stands above them all…”
from that moment, I started crying so much. Really, so much.
I was thinking about Jesus, not myself. Just like the lyrics said, I truly hoped Jesus could hear us singing for Him. He is worthy. And I felt so sorry that He died for us and went through all that suffering.
That became a huge turning point in my journey, and after that I became much more open to church, to people, to gospel songs — to everything.
Recently I joined the Daniel Fast, and it was so helpful. I had some amazing experiences.
My days became filled with the Bible, testimonies, and gospel songs instead of TV dramas or news. After one week, suddenly I had an idea. Since I felt like I was almost becoming a Christian, I prayed:
“God, can You please appear in my dream the way You sometimes do for other people? I’m so curious what kind of figure You would be in my dream.”
Then I went to bed.
The next morning, I woke up at 6 a.m. as usual and started making my kids’ lunches. You know that feeling when you have a really good dream or a really bad dream, and the feeling stays with you after you wake up?
That morning, I felt so happy, and my heart felt so warm. I kept thinking about the dream.
Then after about 30 minutes, suddenly I was in shock.
“Wait… wait a second… really? Was that Jes? Really? Did He listen to my prayer?”
So… this was my dream.
In the dream, I was staying for one week at my grand-uncle’s house. In Korea, we call older male relatives “할아버지.” I was calling him 할아버지. We spent time together all day long in his yard. He didn’t say much, but I knew he loved me so much. The whole atmosphere was filled with warmth and love.
Of course, I loved him too.
We were just facing each other, and I talked to him all day long.
Then after one week, I had to go back to my mom’s house. So I told him I had to leave.
And he said…
“Visit me twice a day.”
And I answered, “Yes. Yes, I will.”
I was so happy because I could see him again every day, twice a day.
Then I woke up.
So… if that 할아버지 was Jesus, I thought, how do I visit Him twice a day?
Ah… I can pray twice a day.
And I’ve been doing that ever since, with joy. Jesus wants to see me and wants me to visit Him. Of course I will.
I don’t know if that dream came from my unconscious mind or not, but honestly, I don’t really care what it was. Through that dream, I experienced what Jesus’ love could feel like.
At some point, I realized I don’t ask those lifelong questions anymore:
“How can I be happy?”
“Why am I still lonely?”
“Why was I born?”
“What is the purpose of life?”
“What is love?”
I’m happier now, and I’m filled with a little more joy. But that little joy and happiness have made a huge difference in me.
I’m kinder to my neighbors and greet them with genuine happiness. I’m kinder to my husband and my kids too, and I hope they can feel that.
I’m so happy to be baptized today!
I am so thankful to all the members of this church who have been so welcoming to me. I want to give a special thanks to my house church members and my shepperds, Sharon & Edward. The encouragement and support of both my shepperds and the house church members are one of the main reasons why I am here today.
I also wanted to thank my Friday counselling group and my family, who have been so supportive and happy for me.
Lastly, THANK YOU to our praise team for playing Holy Forever.
Thank you.




