Author Archives: TaeHun Yoon

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About TaeHun Yoon

Retired Pastor of the United Methodist Church

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벽을 향해 읹았는데 냇물이 흐르는게 보여 산허리에 흐트러지듯 그래 그렇지 밫바랜 그리움이 천리안에도 끼었는가 보다. 윤 태헌 2023년 7월 22일

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Another Union

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Advent

December opened quietly but surely Walking and walking since January Advent brings the road Expecting jolly walking Grief and stress all over Hope in stillness Make the road rather Congruent all faith Ready for being happy songs Silently rise in … Continue reading

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Bell

Ringing as birthing Ringing as dying Lost voice at the edge of the village Lost awkward dance You are perched on the edge of a trembling pillar, reaching for the sky splitting it in two. That day, with bowed head, … Continue reading

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Basic Facts: Forming My Character – An Autobiographical Reflection, New Jersey 1982

(One of requirements of TH 501-01, Drew Theological School on September 15, 1982.) In 1951, after eight months of war exile, my family returned to Seoul, the capital of South Korea. It was a time when the city, like its … Continue reading

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Basic Facts: My Birth and Early Life – A Childhood Amid War and Survival, New Jersey 1982

(One of requirements of TH 501-01, Drew Theological School on September 15, 1982.) I was born on July 7, 1949, as the second son and the third child in my family. Just two weeks before my first birthday, the Korean … Continue reading

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Green Onion in Winter

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Brussel at 6 am

The plane left Dhaka at midnight and arrived at Brussel at 6 am.   The team need to wait for 5 hours. The flight for Washington D.C. will be at 11:15 am. We go around and check through the security. There … Continue reading

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Football

Learning on my Couch: Fighting tense, exuberant, and dangerous. without mercy, on the grass within 100 yards and 160 feet. 10 big men like black bears to execute orders of the commanding crew of scientific planners for dashing 10 yards … Continue reading

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Rhythm

– Hovering Over 76 Years Again, again, again—Is it a cycle repeating,Or a spiral galaxy spinningToward the black hole’s pull? I’ve learned—how precious it isto care for teeth—brushing after every bite,sensitive to heat,to cold,to stress etched deepby tasks too largefor … Continue reading

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