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Christmas: Home Coming

After years and yearsof coming back from far away,I see it has always been here. Not as a place, exactly,but as a presence—the kind you walk intowithout noticing the door. We ran our share of hard races,argued the good arguments,kept … Continue reading

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Closing a Year

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve.After that, a weekand the year we named will be done. We count time carefully now—months once borrowed from moons,days adjusted by emperors and popes,winter trimmed, spring shifted,January set at the doorto begin again. Still, the year … Continue reading

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The Exile’s Flame: “This Is My Song”

Between the factory sirens and the silent chapel,a foreign voice arrived—not to command, but to listen,to kneel beside the weary handsthat stitched and hammeredin the dim light of Incheon. The Word was made fleshin the sweat of the laborer,in the … Continue reading

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The Exile’s Flame: A Duet Remembered

(For George and Dorothy Ogle, with Rev. Kil‑Sang Yoon’s Commemoration) Opening Invocation I have known the Ogles’ Urban Industrial Mission in Korea, their courage beneath the dictatorship, their solidarity with the condemned of the In Hyuk Dang, their voices raised … Continue reading

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Gift

The autumn scenery at Drew University in New Jersey was like a rich watercolor painting nestled in the quiet beauty of the countryside. When the crisp wind rustled the vivid red and yellow leaves to the ground, the young children … Continue reading

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“The Glorious Gift of Heaven”

The sound of Your footsteps drawing near—all creation rises in a shout of joyand sings. On this rough and frozen earth,in this barren wilderness,again this year You come to us—barefoot—upon our thorns and deserts. To those who have never loved,to … Continue reading

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“Mugunghwa”

-The Rose of Sharon – The world receives a new flower of democracy—a single blossom that has bloomed amid a fierce storm. After December 3, 2024,*even as snow begins to fall again, one year has passed,and we sit once more … Continue reading

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Incredible Rainbow

I must be off my road into the unreal,For this is neither screen-lit, blue and bare,Nor any rocket’s path through outer air.It’s Phanar, where the Peter and the Andrew can standAnd look the whole round world in the same hand,And … Continue reading

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“Fate”

The farthest distance is not across the ocean’s blue hush,nor over mountains that lift their backs to heaven,but between the mind and the heart—between the clean edge of thoughtand the deep well where longing begins.To stand in that unmeasured space,feeling … Continue reading

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“Grace Upon Grace”

In the hardest winter—the winter of the January retreat*—a one-year-old child survived,carried on his mother’s backas the world collapsed around them.Grace upon grace. He chose to forget it all.The roar of bombs,the trembling earth—a room of fear too largefor any … Continue reading

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