My University time was really meaningful one. My life was established with the teachings from the Bible and I began to be disciplined by juniors and seniors at Student Christian Movement (SCM) from my freshman year. They were my big brothers. My understanding about God and His reality was very vivid in my heart. There were many great opportunities for me to grow in the Lord. Of course, there were many distractions also. However, m y heart was straight forward toward God andHis guidance.
One week schedule was very tight from early in the morning till the bed time. However, I felt so much of God’s presence in my life and I was fully enjoying my life without loosing my time in wasting on other unnecessary things. So, I was well content with what I was during that time. God was there to hear my prayers and in many occasions, I was in awe how God worked things out for me.
Of course, there were lots of questions unanswered, but I could not deny His existance by what I was going through. If I could make detailed stories of what had happened, it would take weeks after weeks. But I would like to say that God is real and He is alive.
I had only one purpose in my life: to share the Gospel to others who did not know about Jesus and God. This thought and decision kept me going to newer places. From S. Korea to America, then to Japan.
It was during these years at the university when my parents visited America for two months. Since my older sister came to US when I was in Jr. High, my parents were welcomed to my sister’s place. They took the whole two months of exploring America. In those tho months, they decided to move to California where my sister lived back then. So when they came back to Korea, they called each child of 3 and asked if we wanted to move to America. It was 50/50 in the beginning. My brother had very good chemical company after his discharge from the military service. He was newly wed and the first son was about to be born. My sister had a boy friend. She was about to graduate from her graduate school. I was finishing up my freshman year at the university.
In those time, I went to one of the evening service at the church on Sunday. The pastor opened the Bible and began to read from Joshua chapter 1. As he read the chapter, somehow for the first time in my life that God spoke to my heart that I was supposed to go the America. I did not know how this was happening, but I knew in my heart that God was speaking to my heart about this. After the service, I ran to my home and told that I was going to go to the States. Then all of a sudden, everyone came to an agreement. It was like a magic. Then it took about a year from the application to actual move to US.
The time to go to America came on Feb. 20, 1983. I was on the plane to Los Angeles with my brother and sister. My parents came to America before us to prepare our place to stay. As soon as my plane landed at the L.A. International Airport, I felt that I came home instead I arrived a foreign country. Yes, it was true.There were about 100 brothers and sisters in the Lord from my university at the airport sending me off. There at the end of the gate, I exclaimed “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me”
The last message I remembered was that the blessings come through sufferings. As the plane took off, I was meditating on this profound truth not knowing what was ahead of me. At the airport, our favorite brother-in-law came to meet us. Anaheim California was our first place to live near my sister’s place.
After we arrived, the first thing we all did was to take the driver’s license. We all passed with the help from our brother-in-law. We all were endebted to Mr. Chin, our favorite brother-in-law. So our life in California started this way.