A meal

 “…the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.” (Isa 53: 5)

 When I was having lunch after reading this verse recently, a thought flitted through my mind.

 “Do I, as a mere sinner deserve to have this wonderful meal?”

On the table, there were boiled rice, some various side dishes and even delicious stew. What about Father Ahnsahnghong?  He would never have had even a chance to eat one single bowl of warm rice in this world.  Thinking of Heavenly Father who would have preached in the mountain, alleviating His hunger with hardtack and streams, my eyes suddenly ached with tears.

 Then I realized that just as Father was whipped for me, such a prodigal sinner, all hunger and raggedness were suffered by Him as well.

Even though I always eat square three meals a day, I have never thought about where this peace and comfort we are enjoying right now might come from.  Without the sacrifice and love of God the Father, and God the Mother. We never exist right now.

Our Father Ahnsahngong! I am sorry but give thanks to You.  Even though You always starved, You used to give something to Your children.  Father always loves me with sincerity, even though I continue to commit a sin against Him.

Now, as Father asked us to do, I would like to become children of God, who follows Mother until the end wherever She goes.   I intensely miss Father.

I hope we could be with Father and Mother soon.

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Mom’s dream

In my mom’s cell phone, my number is saved in the name of “my dream”.
One day, I asked her with some curiosity, “Mom, why did you save my number like that?” “My girl is mom’s everything.  Her life is my life and she is my dream and that is why I did it.”

When I feel pleased, so does she, and when I feel sad, she feels more sorrowful.
I must be mom’s everything and her only hope for sure.

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Love is “Waiting”

 

When I was in elementary school, I always tried to memorize the multiplication tables after supper.

Day by day, I would go and on memorizing after school.

Finally, it was the day when I succeeded.

My parents were full of smiles, and I was really proud of myself.

Since I was a slow learner, being anxious, I would always complain to my parents.

My parents would then just smile and pat my shoulders.

Looking at my exam papers full of red marks just like a red shower, they would have been more anxious than me thinking, "What if my child is way behind others?"

But they would never push me to study, but waited until I did well by myself.

Thinking of how my parents in my childhood, I believe my parents' life was an “endless waiting.”

When I was in my mother's womb, they waited for me to be born for a time of 10 months.

Even when I first started to walk, when I first started to talk, they waited.

I would cry day and night and would have annoyed them, not wanting to be apart from them for even a moment.

Though I got sick frequently making them always feel anxious, all that they remembered about me was a cute little baby toddling and saying "mommy or daddy."

Though I was slow and lacking compared to other children, they would think it's their entire fault and felt sorry.

They would always take care of me as an apple of their eyes, fed me the best food, and always prayed for me to grow well.

Parents call this kind of love, "the elders' love for the young," or "parental love."

The source of this love comes from the continuous time of waiting, and from the infinite belief towards their child.

Our Heavenly Parents, who came down to this earth to find Their lost children...

Our Heavenly Parents' love is much more than that.

“Can a mother forget the baby at her breast and have no compassion on the child she has borne? Though she may forget, I will not forget you! (Isa 49:15)”

Like how it says, Heavenly Mother willingly came with lowly clothes of a sinner.

Heavenly Parents' love is so deep that they would never give up though the children are slow to realize. Their children found in the long time of waiting, for 6,000 years.

They would always cover the children's sins, always give teachings full of love, guide them to the best ways, and always praise them even for their small efforts.

Though They would never have a day without worry or concern towards Their children, They would earnestly pray for them all night long, always firmly believing that their immature children would realize.

Through all this, they would forget Their safety.

Thinking about the heart of my Heavenly Parents, I look back, if I was truly a good daughter.

Though Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother is pleased seeing Their children uniting with each other, rather embracing my brothers and sisters with love, didn't I push them away from me just because they were different from me?

Though Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother always waiting and endured, rather waiting for my brothers and sisters to realize, didn't I just gave up on them?

Thinking about my past, I can't lift up my head being so sorry and embarrassed to my Heavenly Parents.

Though I said I knew Their hearts, those were the days which I never really tried to put Their words into actions.

I truly thank Heavenly Father and Heavenly Mother for loving me, and waiting for a long time for this weak child to realize.

From now on, I will love my brothers and sisters, even the parts they are lacking, understand, help them, and walk the way of the gospel work which God is pleased with.

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Maternal Love in the Snowstorm

One man was traveling on a horse.

It was an awfully cold weather in the snowstorm.

It didn’t even take a while until he met a woman finding her way to her husband; carrying her child on her back.

Pitying them, the man got them on the horse.

Despite of herself being cold, the woman covered her child with her outer garment.

Though the child was sleeping cozily in its mother’s arms, the mother was about to freeze to death.

Her body started becoming stiff and was nearly falling asleep.

The mother surely was about to die…

Noticing this, the man suddenly got her off the horse and took her child and went off.

The mother couldn’t stop but ran after the man screaming, to give her child back.

The man wouldn’t listen and just kept on going.

At a certain point, the man stopped the horse.

When the mother was catching her breath, the man asked, “You’re not cold anymore, are you?”

Then the man took them on the horse and they safely arrived to the place where they were heading to.

Source from : ‘A letter written with today’s happiness’ SSU

Thought I Could Just Become a Mother

Just like the monsoon rain pouring during the hot summer, heart aching rain flows continuously in my heart.

My child is sick.

I cannot raise my head up, thinking that it’s all my fault.

I thought I could just become a mother.

I thought being a mother was the easiest task.

That’s why I always wanted to become a mother.

Delivering a beautiful baby, raising, and educating well just like others; were my hope.

But in reality, it wasn’t easy at all.

Mother’s life was her child’s shadow.

Even when I wanted to eat something, my child was first.

Even when I wanted to do something, my child was always next to me.

Though I wanted to have a day off, there was a pile of laundry.

And I always had to be my child’s friend.

Mother was just a mother…

Though there is an exhausting, tiresome, disregarding day, the mother needed to follow after the child like his shadow.

I was really a foolish mother.

I didn’t notice that my child was sad, when he was.

I didn’t notice that my child was hurt, when he was.

I just thought my child would grow up on his own.

But that was just my wrong idea.

My child is always anxious…

He thirsts for love, just like when he gulps water in thirst.

As I didn’t notice, that was my fault.

From now on, I would become a true mother.

From now on, I will plant the existence of his mother in my child’s heart, and show him hope.

And for his mother, today is the day to be born again.

And for her child, today is the day to be born again.

I look up in the skies…

It’s a beautiful cloudless autumn sky, and cool wind enters my heart.

They are all gifts given by our Heavenly Mother.

“Cheer up my child, everything’s going to be all right. Cheer up.”

“Yes, Mother.”

I shout, “Animo, animo!” aloud inside my heart.

Our Mother always first looks after the child who is sick.  

Our Mother always first embraces the child who is having the hardest time.

Out Mother always first embraces the most foolish child.

Just like how She did, I, a foolish mother, would also do likewise.

Just like how Mother looked after our hearts, I would now like to consider my child’s heart.

Thinking of Mother who is constantly praying in Her place, I would like to look after my child with Her heart.

I think of the day when my child and I am embracing in Her heart.

I thank Mother for sending my child for me, a foolish mother.

Mommy Must Be Sad

Few years ago, I was hustling for the evening worship with my two kids (a 7 year old daughter and a 5 year old son). That was because the time approached as I was getting ready with an ease.

Passing our house, we saw a dead pigeon that we could assume it got hit by a car. I warned my kids as we passed around it, leaving it way behind.

But after a while, my son started to mutter something. With the lack of time, I couldn't bear to listen carefully what he was saying.

As I was hurrying my steps, I got to hear what he was saying.

"Mummy must be sad... Mummy must be sad."

He has just started to talk, his speech was very slow and he was lisping, so no one really could understand what he was saying. But I could definitely understand what my son was saying.  

I thought he acted rather strangely. So taking his wrist, I gave a blunt answer for what he was saying.

"Mommy is not sad."

I think he was thinking I was odd. He opened his big eyes widely and said,

"No. The baby birdie is waiting for mummy.”

At last I understood that my son was talking about the mother pigeon and not me. He thought the dead pigeon was a nestling.

I was quiet surprised because I always treated him like a young baby.

Not missing my eyes with surprise, he said,

"You didn't know that Mommy?”

I can’t remember how I escaped that hopeless situation.

Even that small child already knew the eternal truth; that to all living creatures, mothers exist to give them life. And that those mothers would be sad if their children wouldn't return to their nests. I cannot forget forever of what I have realized that day.

Since Heavenly Mother exists giving birth to Her spiritual children, we exist. And to Heavenly Mother, I will become a child who will proclaim the good news to the poor souls who are dying not knowing Heavenly Mother’s heart. Her heart that is all burned up into ashes because they do not understand Heavenly Mother’s loving heart. 

"Thank You Mother”

One day, when a cold wave came over for few days, I went to pick up my child in the nursery after work.

Since it wasn't far from our house, I thought it was better for me to carry him on my back since it was windy.Aimlessly, I carried him on my back and went outside.

But the wind was severe. My suit was uncomfortable, the bag was heavy, and my five-year-old child’s weight wasn't like the way it used to be.

My child rather enjoyed the cool air,took off his hat and wriggled on my back, which made me feel more exhausted. I had a runny nose because of the cold wind, I twisted my ankle wearing high heels because my child wouldn't stay still, it made me hard to walk, and my wrist holding the heavy bag was so sore.

I wanted to put him down and tell him to walk by himself, but I couldn't possibly do that since his clothes were too thin for him to walk in the cold wind.

I was so exhausted that made me cry.

My child who wouldn't possibly know his mom’s heart kept on saying “Mom, I’m about to fall!” saying to me to pull him up. I couldn't say anything. So shedding my tears, I repeatedly pulled him up and we barely arrived home.

At the entrance, my arms were drained out of energy and I almost threw him down. When I started to feel sorry for him, he said, “Thank you mom.”

When I heard that, all the difficulties that I thought I had coming home became nothing.

I started to smile and my child looked so adorable.

Then, I started to think I also wanted to be a lovable child to Heavenly Mother.

Not being immature, but at least knowing how to consider Heavenly Mother’s heart with words of thanks.

Mother, I truly thank You for giving love to this immature child.