[#219 / everyday life we meet God]
During Sunday worship time, four-year-old Yevin was fighting tug-of-war to take away five-year-old Zioni’s train toys.
“Yevin, you’ll have to give her permission to play with it. Let go of the toys.”
Ye Bin let go of her hands, but she bursted into tears. And I tried to hold in my arms. I hugged her and soothed her.
“I wanted to play with that toy, but I could not play with it, and my uncle was hurt and upset in my heart.”
Ye Vin gave me a nod, tearing and nodding, and soon stopped crying. Before the tears were still dry on her cheeks, she started eating her favorite jelly. I wiped the child’s tears away.
Then the child looked puzzled and said to herself, ‘Huh? My mother wipes me like this when I cry.’ And my uncle (the title of a male minister in the missionary community, editor) who acted like a mother, put his jelly into my mouth one by one, as if he were friendly.
When the last two were left, the child placed the remaining jelly on his small hand and asked me what flavored jelly he liked. He was going to eat what he had left and when he ate first. The consideration of a four-year-old was a big delight. He was going to eat what he had left when he ate first. He said he would eat what he had left. The consideration of a four-year-old was a delight.
I saw the human being who was immediately offended and angry if he did not have what he wanted while caring for his children. It was for greed to take what I wanted in my hands, even in the face of quarrels and violence. I thought quietly about human’ agreed and God’s grace: After the crimes of Adam and Eve, all those who existed on this land, regardless of culture, age, gender, or age, were slaves of greed.
I was fighting the battle of breaking this greed in front of the cross and holding it to the Lord, who is eternal and true, or to make it harder and rush to the end. This fight was an invitation from a fair and benevolent God who participated only in faith, regardless of the circumstances and conditions given to me.
The very place where the whole interest of the eternal God is concentrated, the Calvary Hill where the cross of Jesus Christ is heard high, and the greedy place on it, I became the child of God who died and lovingly embraced the Lord with the life of Jesus who was born again… Hallelujah!
I want to put it in the arms of the Lord as Ye Bin showed me. “What kinds of things the Lord wants?” And before I choose, I want to carry my cross and follow him, believing that my presence, which is waiting enough for him to choose first, is dead. The providence of God’s mercy, which leads me to want only the Lord, without insisting on what I want anymore, came to me with gratitude.
And before I choose, I want to carry my cross and follow him, believing that my presence, which is waiting enough for him to choose, is dead.
Yang Tang Ja
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