Reason for Escape
I did not have an experiential faith, but my faith in God was thorough. When I was young, there was a children’s early morning service all week long. It was so cold back then, but I went to early morning service regardless of whether it was snowing or raining. The biggest award at the children’s Sunday school at Christmas was the early morning service perfect attendance award. I never won one. During summer and winter vacations, the school called the children and made them clean the neighborhood. I couldn’t go to the neighborhood cleanup because I was attending the morning service. On my way to church in the morning, I got hit by the teacher. because I was going to the church without participating cleaning the neighborhood.
And on the way to church, other neighborhood kids would show off their territoriality by passing through their neighborhood. I always had to be tense with a sense of crisis every time I passed by that neighborhood. In the military, a senior soldier who was about to be discharged caught me going to church and stabbed me in the pit of stomach with an M1 rifle while I was defenseless, and my bone was cracked, and I received guerrilla training for a week starting the following Monday. I made a declaration to the senior soldier. I told him that I would go to church even if I died, and from then on he began to show me kindness.
I was armed with the spirit of martyrdom since I was young and thoroughly believed in the existence of God. Since the Bible says that God is the Father, I accepted God as my father even though he was invisible and did not speak. However, my heavenly father trained me so harshly that I was afraid of him. I was careful not to be punished and diligently attended church to avoid punishment. He was a father I did not want to get close to, but I could not stay away from. However, when I was young, my father told me that I should become a pastor. I did not like it. I did not like the idea that if I became a pastor, I would have to get close to God and do that for the rest of my life.
I was diligent in church life, attending worship services, and volunteering, so my friends told me to become a pastor and go to seminary. When I was graduating from college, my pastor called me and told me to go to seminary. I thought I would become a pastor if I stayed in Korea, so I decided to run away. In 1975, the immigration process for Canada by inviting a brother was only 6 months. Since my older sister had gone to Canada to work as a nurse in 1970, I was able to go to Canada easily. As soon as my last semester of college ended, I came to Canada on October 24th without even having a graduation ceremony. It was a public holiday at that time, UN Day. I ran away from God and immigrated while receiving farewells from my relatives and friends.
When I arrived in Toronto, the whole place was green. The grass was beautifully green and well-maintained. I thought to myself, this was heaven on earth. A year later, I invited my wife as my fiancé, and we got married on December 18th, 1976. Now that we were married, we had to find a job to make a living together. I chose factory work because I wanted to live quietly and hide from God.
I met my wife at Kyunghyang Church, a pioneer church it started in Euljiro after I returned from the military. At that time, I was the president of the college student association, and after the Sunday evening service, we had a prayer meeting together. At that time, a pretty female student who had visited from Busan attended the prayer meeting. As the president, I asked her to pray. I was moved by her prayer, which was so graceful. At that time, I thought to myself that she was mine. So, I met her through a friend’s introduction, and I came to Canada first, and the following year, she came to Canada and we got married.
Accident at Work
I decided to live in hiding from God, so I got a small job and lived in hiding. My job was a company that made boxes for products delivered to department stores. While I was using the printer, my right hand got crushed by the machine. My hand got crushed by the machine that printed the paper, so my hand got blackened and . became swollen, bones broke. At that time, I cried out to my father, ‘Father, I cannot live with hands like these. I cried out, ‘I’d rather die than live with this hand.’ I was rushed to the hospital. It was around 6 p.m. in June. Since the doctors had left work, they called any surgeon who was still at the hospital and had him operate on my hand. They stitched up the torn skin and aligned the bones for six hours.
At that time, I prayed to my father that if he could completely heal my hand, I would become a pastor. I was disappointed when they took off the cast. After that, I had six surgeries over three years with a hand specialist. The area where the thumb and second finger are the thickest in the palm. This area was the most severely injured when I put my hand in the printer. Almost all the flesh in that area was gone. In order to fill in the flesh in this area, they cut an area of the skin on my left thigh and right thigh off to have skin graft. They cut half of the flesh off on certain area from my right waist, and connected it on my right hand the area on the thumb and second finger and waist for one month for natural connection and blood circulation. After one month, they cut this area and attached it to my right hand, and when they blocked it with forceps for an hour, I suffered excruciating pain. At that time, they didn’t give me any injections or medicine to relieve the pain. I endured this terrible pain.
Business
While I was receiving treatment, I thought that I would not be able to make a living by doing things with my hands in the future, so I decided to do business. I was able to borrow $50,000 from people. At that time, $50,000 was equivalent to $500,000 today. I was able to start a business with that money. If I wanted to run a business in downtown Toronto, I had to be open on Sundays. If I wanted to keep the Sabbath, I had to find a store in the countryside. And at that time, my friends and people around me advised me to go to seminary. I thought that if I stayed here, I would be told to become a pastor again, so I decided to run far away. I said that I was going to the countryside to keep the Sabbath and do business.
Since I said that I was going to the countryside to keep the Sabbath, I promised God that I would definitely come to our church for Sunday service. I kept that promise while doing business for five years. The place I did business was Tillsonburg, 120 miles from downtown Toronto. It was a neighborhood of German immigrants with a population of about 10,000 people. there was a Taiwanese Ph.D. couple who worked at the company in the town. The town gave me peace of mind, and it was cozy and warm. I thought it was a good place to hide.
But the store was a beauty shop that sold body products and baths. I bought the store from a Korean and got scammed. In order to sell the store to me, they bought things from all the wholesalers around there, filled the store, and sold me as inventory. They left without paying for the things they bought from the wholesalers. The wholesalers wanted me to pay them back. They said that if I didn’t pay them back, they wouldn’t give me the things. So I had to drive 120 miles to Toronto in the snowy winter to buy the things.
One summer, the air conditioner in the store broke down. I called a nearby air conditioner shop and they said that the air conditioner in this store was a special kind and not just anyone could fix it. I called the only place that could fix the air conditioner, and they said that since the previous owner had not paid for the service, they would fix it if I paid the money. If I did not pay the money, the air conditioner would not work in the summer weather, so I could not refuse while the shampoo and conditioner in the store was boiling. I was so upset, angry, and resentful that I went down to the basement of the store, pounded the ground, and cried, “God, why do you follow me around and torment me like this?”
During the five years of my business, I went to a church in Toronto to attend services. During that time, I worked as a youth leader and teacher. One summer, during the youth summer retreat, I fasted and prayed for five days. I prayed for the blessing of my business. I did not receive any response. On the last night, around 1:00 AM, I received grace from a message and while singing a hymn, tears flowed down my face. They were not tears of emotion. I closed my eyes and prayed because I was crying so much, and suddenly I began to see pictures. There were three moving pictures. The first picture was of three crosses on Mount Calvary. On the other side, a brilliant silver light was shining, and the crosses were relatively black. They were silhouette crosses. Then the scene changed to show a large square, which was a sports arena. It was a square filled with people without a doubt. In the distance, a person was standing on the podium and giving a sermon, and in the air of the square, a brilliant silver cross was spread across the square and covering it. The third picture was of soldiers riding on horses and running into battle, kicking up dust.
The three pictures were repeated for more than 30 minutes, and I could see them when I closed my eyes and not see them when I opened them. It was the first time in my life that I had seen a vision. However, I returned home without receiving an answer to my fasting prayer. I did not know that it was God’s answer to my fasting prayer.
Faith Life – On the Way to Church
One Sunday morning, I woke up to a blizzard and bad weather. I called my sister in Toronto and she said the weather there was good, so I thought the weather would get better as I went, and I left for church at 8 a.m. to attend the 11 a.m. service. The weather bureau warns against driving when the weather is bad, but we couldn’t understand the news on the radio, and we had to go to church, so we went to church anyway.
There was not a single car on the highway. We were the only ones driving on the inclement snowy road. After a while, the car stopped. When I tried to start it again, there was no response at all. I tried this and that method for a long time, but nothing worked. I thought we were dead. I wasn’t afraid of dying. Going to church was the way to heaven, so it was good that we were going to heaven. It was easy. But there was one thing that caught my mind. It is good that we go to heaven when we die, but I was worried that the negative rumors about us dying while going to church would take away God’s glory. At that time, I carefully started the car again and it started. After moving for a while, the car stopped again. I prayed again. God, I am glad that we go to God when we die, but I am afraid that it might take away God’s glory. After praying, I started the car again and it started. During that time, not a single car passed us in either direction.
When I was almost in Toronto, the car stopped again. Now, that prayer was no longer effective. The car started to freeze. The windshield became white. At that time, it was colder inside the car than outside, so I got out, held one child in my bosom, and the other child in my wife’s arms, and started rolling around. After shivering outside for a while, I looked down the road I had come from and saw something like a haze. I thought it was strange and kept watching, and it was a car. It was a tow truck. The car approached us, pulled behind us, and the four of us sat in the driver’s seat. The driver said he would drop the car off at the first gas station outside of Toronto and that we should wait an hour and then start the car. We did as he said, and the car started an hour later and we arrived at my sister’s house at 8:00 p.m. It took 12 hours to get to Toronto. The next day was a bright sunny day.
Church Building Offerings
Around 1975 (the year I immigrated), many people started to gather at the church I was attending. So we discussed expanding the church. One Sunday, the pastor came to the front of the church after fasting and praying for a week for the church building and said that God had given him the wisdom to build. He said that if the congregation decided to make a monthly building offering according to their circumstances, he could calculate the total and borrow money from the bank to purchase or build a church building, and that he would give $10,000 in cash. Then, he nominated an elder and said that since he was rich, it would be good if he donated $20,000. However, that elder was against the construction. There was no response from that elder, and the atmosphere of the worship service was cold. At that time, a voice came to my heart and said, “You should stand up and promise to donate $10,000 within this year. Otherwise, this pastor will have a hard time and the church will have problems.” I said no. At that time, I was in a situation where I absolutely could not do it. Where is the money? God, you know my situation best. It had not even been a few months since I started the business, and at that time, the economy was frozen due to the first oil crisis, and on top of that, I was scammed when I bought the store. That person had the intention of selling the store quickly. Because that town had a population of about ten thousand, but it was a tobacco distribution center. From May to October, people needed to grow tobacco, pick the leaves, dry them, etc., so workers from all over Canada, the United States, and South America came to make money. The floating population doubled at that time. So business was booming.
However, when Walmat found out about this, It came to this town. This town closed at 1 p.m. on Saturdays, 6 p.m. on weekdays, and closed on Sundays. When Walmat came in, people could buy everything, including groceries, at that place. Then, the town business would fail. Knowing this, he tried to escape the place in advance. I bought the store without knowing this, but when the owner sold the store, he wickedly bought goods on credit from the surrounding wholesale companies, filled the store, took the money with the store inventory, and left without paying back all the companies he had been dealing with.
The wholesalers who had supplied the goods to him demanded that I pay back the money. They said that if I didn’t pay back, they wouldn’t supply any more goods, so they stopped doing business with me. And in the summer, the air conditioner broke down. It was a special machine, so only one place handled it, and the old owner hadn’t paid them yet, so they said they would come if I paid the money back. My store was a beauty shop. Since the air conditioner wasn’t working, shampoo, conditioner, etc. were bubbling over. The wholesalers around me wouldn’t supply me with goods, so I had to go to Toronto, 120 miles away, to supply them. It was so hard, scary, and painful that I went down to the basement of my store, pounded the ground, and cried, appealing to God.
At that time, I said, “God, this is absolutely impossible. I borrowed money to start the store, and I have no way to pay back the money I borrowed, so how can I give ten thousand dollars for the building contribution?” God, and the people who lent me money are here with me at this time. I don’t even pay back the money I borrowed. Among them, that elder lent me ten thousand dollars, and I feel ashamed in front of him. If business goes well, I can make a building donation and pay off my debt, but that is not the case at all. I am not. God, I cannot be Ananias and Sapphira. Please don’t let me commit the sin of promising to donate in front of the church and not paying it all back. I cannot do it.’
However, he strongly pressured me. He told me to get up quickly and make a pledge to donate. In the few seconds I was there, it felt like ten years had passed. I had no choice but to get up and make a pledge to donate ten thousand dollars by December 31st of this year. Then, my aunt sitting behind me got up and promised to donate ten thousand dollars, and another young man promised ten thousand dollars. After that, my young friend who had been unable to attend the service due to a business trip also promised ten thousand dollars, and the pastor’s crisis was resolved and the church construction was also resolved in one go.
However, after making that pledge, I became dizzy and faint, so I lay down on the church chair. After the service was over, I lay down for 30 minutes and barely got up to go home. That was in June. In six months, I have to pay back ten thousand dollars without any money. Where will the money come from? I couldn’t sleep because I was worried when I got home. Even when I was sleeping, I would wake up at one or two o’clock and pray. God, what should I do? Please help me.
Then one day, a check for four thousand dollars was delivered. What kind of money was it? While I was receiving treatment, I was receiving $500 a month as compensation for my injuries, but as soon as I started my business, they stopped receiving that money. Since I was doing business, I could live off of it, so I wouldn’t be receiving any living expenses. I told them that I was still receiving treatment, so I deserved the money, but they didn’t send me any more. I gave up. Then, eight months later, a check came unexpectedly. My doubts were finished when I received the money.
I realized that the one who had forced me to make an impossible promise to donate to the building was not a demonic spirit who would ruin me, but God. From then on, I prayed with confidence. After that, I added $2,000 to that amount, making $6,000, and it was already early December. Since the economy was in a recession, there was no hope for a Christmas market, so the town stores did not have Christmas items. However, I had to pay the remaining $4,000 by December 31st during this month, and I had to use this Christmas market. So I went to the wholesalers and filled the shelves with Christmas gifts and whatever the salesmen brought. That year, when people went to other stores, there was nothing to buy, so people came to our store and bought whatever they could find, and the shelves were completely empty.
Finally, December 31st came. That year, December 31st was the last Sunday. God allowed me to do what I said. Hallelujah!
But the problem started then. In January and February, people spent all their money on Christmas, so businesses had a hard time during this time. In my case, I don’t have money to pay back because I spent all the money I owed to the wholesalers and salesmen and donated it to the building fund. Since I didn’t pay back, the wholesalers sued me in court and stopped supplying the goods, and the salesmen were screaming for money. At the wholesale, the deliverymen would come on Monday morning to unpack the goods and the salesmen would come in the afternoon to hand over the money. One Monday morning, I received the goods. However, the salesman who was supposed to come in the afternoon didn’t come. In fact, I had to give the salesman a check when he came, but I didn’t have money to give him. I was so worried, but I can’t tell you how relieved I was when he didn’t come. I did business for another week and the next week, I asked the salesman why he didn’t come last week. He said he had the flu and couldn’t move, but he tried to call the deliveryman to ask him to pick up the check when he brought the goods, but I couldn’t find his phone number, so I couldn’t call him.
One day, I got a notice from the court to appear. Then, on my way home from school, a large truck tire rolling in the opposite direction hit my car. When I got home, my daughter was crawling on the floor, bleeding from her mouth. And the next day, I had to take a test for a subject. In this situation, my head was spinning and my heart was about to burst. At that time, a voice came to me. It was the voice of Satan. He said to me, ‘What have you gained from believing in Jesus? Come into business with me and I will make you rich.’
At that time, there was a great uproar in the American church world. It was an incident that was all over the newspapers and TV. One day, the president of a company called Procter & Gamble appeared in the media and said that he became rich because Satan appeared in a dream and told him to put his company logo on all the products his company made. The logo was a circle with a bearded old man (representing Satan) on one side and a large star and many small stars on the other side. This company was a company that made and sold daily necessities, such as Crest toothpaste, Pamp for children’s diapers, etc. Because of that, the church was boycotting the products of the Procter and Gamble Company. At that time, Satan came to me and proposed to me to partner with him. However, I was not the kind of person to accept that proposal. However, Satan was torturing me. Oh, I have to take a test tomorrow, and I wish I could just get some sleep, but I couldn’t sleep. I rolled around the room all night.
After suffering like that, I made a decision in my heart. I don’t care if I don’t become rich. I don’t care if I become the most miserable person in the world by partnering with Jesus. I don’t care if I get the most painful disease in the world. However, when I declared that I would never partner with you, the devil left my body. And I fell asleep. When I opened my eyes in the morning, the bright sunlight from the east shone into the room.
After graduating from computer science and coming to Toronto to find a job, it has been a year. My peers have all found jobs and are doing well in their careers. One day, my mother-in-law and my wife were going up an escalator in a large mall when my mother-in-law lost her balance and slipped. Fortunately, my wife was underneath her, so she was fine. My wife was rushed to the hospital and underwent various tests, and it was discovered that she had stage 3 breast cancer. It was decided to have surgery the following Monday.
That Thursday, my pastor came to me with a newspaper advertisement. It was an advertisement that a church in Toronto was inviting a pastor from the United States who was holding a revival service, and that they were renting an American prayer center that many Korean believers used instead of the church building. We were in a hurry, so we decided to go to the service, receive the laying on of hands prayer, and come down, so we went up without any preparation. I was in the back to babysit the two children during the service, and my wife sat in the front. However, after the sermon, the pastor said that since it was the first day, he would not lay on hands prayer. My wife was disappointed and came to me and told me to go home. But I received the grace of the word at the back. I had never received the grace of the word while living as an immigrant, but the grace of the word overflowed to me.
I suggested that we not go home, but instead borrow milk and diapers for the children and stay here at the meeting. In the process, we received the grace of the word, the grace of the new wine, and the gift. When my wife was in high school, she went to the Cheongcheonsan Prayer Center with her mother and received the gift of speaking in tongues, interpretation, and prophecy while praying in the mountain. The Presbyterian Church did not allow her to use it, so she had forgotten about it. However, she heard the gift of prophecy and the voice of God.
I wanted to receive the gift of speaking in tongues, but no matter what I did, it was like lighting a fire on a live wood. The Pastor prayed three times and I finally got it. I doubted whether I really received the gift of speaking in tongues, but I considered it as something I had received, and in order not to forget it, I came home and prayed in tongues all day long. Even on the way home from the car, I checked and checked again so that I would not forget it. I was speaking in tongues so earnestly that I would squeak, squeak, squeak and every time my tongue rolled left to right and up and down inside my mouth, it would make a different sound. And that night, as I was sleeping, around 1:00 a.m., I woke up, and the awaking started from my feet and gradually went up until it reached my mouth, and speaking in tongues came out of my mouth, speaking in other tongues like real language.
Deciding to Become a Pastor
I ran away from God for ten years, saying I would not become a pastor. I hurt my hand, my business failed, I studied at school but could not find a job, and now my wife is dead. I raised both my hands and feet to God and I am now dead. Please do as God wills. I decided that I would become a pastor. Then, I had a religious consultation with the pastor during the meeting. Then, I decided that I would go to a seminary and study to become a pastor. However, I decided that I would become a pastor but would never become a Presbyterian pastor. In fact, before this incident, when the church members I attended told me to go to a seminary, the elder said that if I went to Westminster (a school in Philadelphia where Kosin sends students to study theology), he would pay my tuition and living expenses, but I refused, saying that I would not become a Presbyterian pastor.
I ran away to immigrate because I would not become a pastor, and my decision not to study Presbyterian theology was God’s plan for me. God did not want me to be bound by the doctrines of the denomination or the doctrines taught in the seminary. However, at that time, I thought I was running away. If I am bound by the doctrines of the seminary or the denomination, I cannot help but stay within those doctrines. Furthermore, God called me to speak of the Book of Revelation and to establish me as a person who proclaims the end times, but I cannot even open my mouth about the end times. And I only talk about the eschatology that the denomination advocates. No matter how much God makes me realize it, I cannot speak if it does not match the doctrine of the denomination.
In my case, if I had gone to a seminary in Korea and then come to study abroad at a seminary in the United States, it would have been easy to get a degree and become a pastor or a professor at the seminary. My paternal uncle in law was the senior pastor of a large church on the Kosin side and the president of the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church, and my maternal uncle in law was the president of the General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church. That is why I think God did not want me to be bound by the doctrines of the denomination. I was ordained by the PENTICOSTAL HOLINESS CHURCH, an American denomination. This denomination is very conservative and also a Pentecostal denomination and a large denomination worldwide, but it was tolerant of immigrant churches belonging to the denomination.
My preparation for seminary, prayer, and fasting
Now that I had decided to become a pastor, I went to the forest in my neighborhood and started praying out loud every morning to prepare my heart to become a pastor. People gathered to receive prayers in tongues and prophetic prayers from my wife, and she went to each house where they invited her to lead small gatherings. At that time, I went to the prayer center to fast and pray for ten days. One day while I was fasting and praying, the pastor came and looked very worried. He said that my wife was in trouble and that I had to go home.
When I asked him what the trouble was, he said that my wife had called him on Saturday and that God had told her that he should be received the laying on of hands for her praying for him in front of the people during the service. He said that he had been prayed just as my wife had said. The church was in an uproar because of that. That’s why he came to get me. When I heard that, I felt dizzy. What kind of change is this? I decided to become a pastor after running away for 10 years, thinking I would never become one, so why did God just watch this happen?
Because of that, the representative of the church in Korea came and made a judgment on the case, and in front of the church, he said that my wife was at fault. Because of that, we were buried in the church, and rumors spread in the Toronto church, so I couldn’t raise my face. I couldn’t go to a Korean church, so I started going to an American church.
Before this happened to us, God told me something in a dream. My wife and I had the same dream on the same day. We attended a meeting, and it was a Full Gospel Church service, and they were speaking in tongues. At that time, I was a Jew like Saul, a zealous believer in Presbyterian doctrine, and I was also against the teaching of speaking in other tongues, as I was against speaking in tongues and people called the Full Gospel Church a cult. Well, we were attending such a meeting. We were speaking in other tongues in the meeting. And when my wife and I had the same dream, we came to think that the Full gospel church was not a cult. That’s why we were able to attend such a meeting. God had prepared it.
Exploring the Spiritual World
One Sunday morning, my wife told me that we should attend the church that God had directed us to. We didn’t know which church it was or where it was, but we just had to follow where God had directed us. I was driving and my wife told me to follow the car in front of us, to the left and to the right, as God had directed us. So we arrived at a church. It was a church that belonged to a denomination that emphasized prophecy. The denomination was called the Prophetic Apostolic American Church. The service began. There were a few people sitting on the podium and the pastor was presiding, and he pointed to my wife and told her to come up to the podium.
I was shocked. My heart was pounding, wondering what was going to happen next. My wife was sitting on the pulpit at an unfamiliar church and told the pastor that God had told her to receive the laying on of hands. But the pastor refused. And he finished the sermon without any hesitation. I was confused. What on earth were these things? I now realize. God had shown me how spiritually ignorant our pastor and denomination were. The church and the pastor should teach and guide the congregation spiritually, but it is incomprehensible that he received the laying on of hands in front of people on the pulpit. He was completely ignorant of the discernment of spirits.
In a church that pursues gifts, the discernment of spirits must be very sensitive. In churches that are ignorant of the discernment of spirits, when a member with the same gift as my wife appears, the pastor and the elders receive the instructions of that member and the church is destroyed. However, the pastor of the Prophetic Apostolic Church, although he called my wife to the pulpit and had her sit on the chair, did not receive her laying on of hands in front of the church as she said and continued the service without being moved at all by it. This shows that he was sensitive to spiritual discernment.
It was to teach us that this is what the spiritual world is like. He told us not to be ashamed of being kicked out of the church we were attending. The church must also teach the spiritual gifts of the saints. The church must teach us to discern whether it is a false spirit or the work of the Holy Spirit. There are evil spirits and false spirits in the spiritual world. Since the window of the spirit is open, false spirits can easily enter and deceive us as if they were true spirits. Therefore, those who have just entered the spiritual world must have various experiences and receive training. And spiritual leaders are no exception. The more such people are, the more cleverly evil spirits approach them. We must always be awake and receive the guidance and illumination of the Holy Spirit. We should not be led by such laymen, and the church should be able to teach and develop the spiritual gifts received by such believers.
As an ignorant person about the spiritual world, I was very confused and afraid of what was happening to my wife. I was suspicious of my wife. I started to worry that she was really possessed by a demon and was being manipulated by others. People said that my wife was a psychopath and that she was being influenced by the devil, and I began to worry that it was true. She was not sleeping at night and was packing her bags, saying that war would break out in Korea. I was experiencing secrets that were happening only to me. Jesus whispered in my wife’s ear 24 hours a day. My wife was the Lord’s bride, but she told me not to have sex with me, so she refused to have sex with me. We lived in an environment where we were persecuted and had that kind of mindset and atmosphere. It was an atmosphere where we were afraid that someone would come into our house and arrest us. For a while, we just hid in the house.
When the day came for me to go to seminary, I went with her. At the airport, we looked around the immigration booths here and there, and God told her not to take this flight, so we went to the immigration booth here and there to take the late afternoon flight, and after going through the immigration inspection, I got on a flight to the US. But then sheI said she was going back, so she went back. At some point, God made her forget Korean and only speak English. My wife was a person who couldn’t speak English. And she left the kids at her sister’s house, and she went to Korea and traveled around the US. I was so nervous and worried while studying at the school dormitory. I was worried that our marriage and family life were over, and what would happen to the kids. I was so incompetent and helpless about what was happening. It was only after a long time that I realized that God was beginning spiritual training for me, who was going to become a pastor, to give me the spiritual world and spiritual discernment. The prophetic American pastor recognized my wife and brought her up to the pulpit, but he refused to lay hands on her, which was also to train my spiritual discernment. My wife told me at that time that God was using her as a tool to train me spiritually. I came to clearly experience the things that happen in the spiritual world.
When I went home during the vacation, I couldn’t have sex. Then I went back to school. I was worried about getting a divorce from my wife and I was worried a lot about whether we were over. So I cried out to God day and night and prayed. That’s why I didn’t go home even during the vacation. After two years, a friend in Toronto contacted me and said that my wife wanted me to come back. So I went and she started to live a proper life at home, went to work, brought the kids, and brought her mother home, and we had sex again. Usually, when it comes to the works of the evil sprits, I saw many people around me who were spiritually and mentally devastated and never recovered, but my wife became normal. So I think it was a process in which God trained us. It was God’s grace. In this way, I finished my spiritual training. And my wife’s role in training me ended.
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