As the result of my upbringing and first marriage, I tried to be perfect to earn love. I looked to others for affirmation because I did not have a sense of my own value.
When I was young, my home life was difficult. My parents weren’t spiritual, nor did they have a religious affiliation. Longing for something I felt was lacking, I was curious about God’s existence. One day, my neighbor invited me to VBS.
Easter is one of the times community members are most likely to attend or visit a new church. But many Seventh-day Adventists are hesitant to host an event associated with this holiday.
My wife and I returned from vacation to find that our garden had really grown. We had some catching up to do to bind the tomato plants and weed the grow boxes. She is, by far, the main gardener, and for that I am thankful. Our garden illustrates how quickly healthy plants grow.
The term “Be still!” is sometimes spoken with frustrated urgency to a child being too active or noisy. But recently I learned that when the verse was first written, the phrase meant “to let go or release.”
Over the past few years, I have been going on an identity journey. This journey has been revelatory in many ways. Very little knowledge about my origins and beginning is known. I know I was born in Korea and was in an orphanage in Incheon by the time I was 21 months old.
