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“Looking in the Mirror”

One morning, I noticed something strange—the small hand mirror that always sat in our bathroom was missing. No one else in the family used it but me, so I searched for a while, then gave up. I must have misplaced … Continue reading

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“A Story of Land”

A poor young woman, twenty‑five years after immigrating to America, purchased land for the first time in her life. It was not to build a large house, nor to create a beautiful garden. She bought a small plot of land … Continue reading

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Home Coming on Women’s Day

by TaeHun Yoon3/8/2026 It’s strange the way a thought returns—the tide at Saltstraumencomes back to mind today:that narrow run of water where the moonand sea pull hard against the landuntil the current forces through the rockslike something burning under waves. … Continue reading

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Filling Cloth (Dadeimizil)

I ache for it still—that braided songof my mother and my elder sister,their wooden mallets lifting, falling,lifting again. Slowly at first—tta, tta, tta—like measured breath. Then quicker,a brightening pulse,nearly vanishingas though stepping lightly past a sleeping house,only to break wide … Continue reading

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“I Can Still Praise!”

Easter was just a month away, and choirs everywhere were busy preparing on this particular evening. The American congregation, with whom we shared the church building, was also hurrying into their rehearsal room. At that moment, a car pulled up … Continue reading

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“Thousand Birds”

It’s all right to be anything—every shape, every form.Creativity in the skyteaching us how to changewithout breaking. A body walking toward peace,like waves spending their own force,like a symphony risingwithout a single center.A world leaning toward equity—strength learning restraint,weakness discovering … Continue reading

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“The Gift II”

The autumn scenery at Drew University in New Jersey was a quiet watercolor— a deep, vivid painting set in the calm beauty of the countryside. When the bright red and yellow leaves fell in flurries with each passing breeze, the … Continue reading

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Song for Tomorrow

I look at myself—not at what I did,but at the thin current under it,what carried me throughthree hundred sixty-five turns. All day people prepare.Some will climb a hillto meet the year’s first light.Others will watch a silver ballfall on a … 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 Day of the Haircut” © Yoon Wan-Hee (Faith Column #24, LA Christian Today, May 8, 2013)

I have spent nearly my whole life trimming my husband’s hair. Especially as Sunday approaches, I always make a point of checking his hair over the weekend. It feels like just yesterday, in the early days of our marriage, when … Continue reading

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