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“One Meal” © WanHee Yoon, (Faith Column, #30, LA Christian Today, May 16, 2012)

Posted on November 25, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

In my early twenties, while working in Chungmuro, Seoul, I lived with a friend in a rented room. On weekends, I would sometimes suddenly feel the longing to see my mother, who lived on the outskirts of Seoul, and I … Continue reading →

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“Blue Balloon” © WanHee Yoon, (Faith Column, #27, LA Christian Today, January 16, 2008):

Posted on November 22, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

On our little alley, where five houses stand shoulder to shoulder like friends with arms linked, a new neighbor moved in two years ago. They were a young couple in their late twenties, newly married. The husband, Drew, ran a … Continue reading →

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“Riding a Zip Line” © Yoon WanHee, Faith Column #25, LA Christian Today, January 12, 2011

Posted on November 19, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

I’ve never been interested in sports. No matter how passionately people around me cheer for football or immerse themselves in baseball, volleyball, or golf, it’s always felt like another world to me. But surprisingly, I’ve found one thing I truly … Continue reading →

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“The Day of the Haircut” © Yoon Wan-Hee (Faith Column #24, LA Christian Today, May 8, 2013)

Posted on November 16, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

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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“Let Us Fly on New Year’s Morning!”

Posted on November 13, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

© TaeHun Yoon, January 1992 If we cannot cross between North and South, then at least—let us fly! Yi Sang*, shedding the old form of his worn wings,cried out, “Let us fly, let us fly!”And Min-Ki*, beyond the black letters … Continue reading →

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“The Blessing of Listening”

Posted on November 13, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

© WanHee Yoon, (Letter from the Parsonage, #21, LA Christian Today, August 15, 2001) There are times when, after a long conversation, we walk away thinking, “What a waste of words.” Even when both parties seem engaged and passionate, hoping … Continue reading →

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“Light”

Posted on November 12, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

© WanHee Yoon (Faith Column #20, LA Christian Today, 1998) One day, while walking along the shore, I realized that the sea no longer remained simply blue or green. It breathed endlessly, alive with shifting light and color. The blue … Continue reading →

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“My Name”

Posted on November 11, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

My name—always spoken, always summoned—yet only when I am far awaydoes it rise, like breath,to the surface of the world. Sitting here, watching you,I see only the name I once had—and the one I will wear tomorrow. When I was … Continue reading →

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In This Small Bowl of Dough

Posted on November 10, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

— For the Eternal Love That Forms Us I am the bread of my own journey.I am the prayer in the dust of the road.I am the poem through moment writes the day. The sun keeps crossing the ridge again … Continue reading →

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“Midwinter Sunlight”

Posted on November 9, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon 윤 태헌 尹 太憲

Midwinter sunlight—thin and thirsty—leans into the snow, as if lost in a dream, murmuring long tales of a weary army dragging itself from the edge of a forgotten homeland. From afar, it looks like an angel—a fierce, burning flame.I scoop … Continue reading →

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