What does it truly mean to love God? Looking back on a year of fasting that left my body weakened but my character unchanged, I began asking a question that has stayed with me for three decades: Does God really seek proof of our love through our wounds?
How I Learned to Love God Read More »
A quiet yet piercing reflection on the weight of living, inspired by Jesus of Montreal.
This piece confronts the hidden difficulty of everyday existence and offers a compassionate reimagining of how God receives those who could not endure life to the end.
Why Is Living So Hard? — A Question from Jesus of Montreal Read More »
For decades, the United States has demonstrated overwhelming military superiority across Asia and the Middle East. Yet history raises an uncomfortable question: Why does military victory so often fail to become political success? From Korea to Vietnam, Afghanistan to Iran, are repeating patterns quietly reshaping global instability?
Repeating Patterns — Why Does America Struggle to Understand Asia? Read More »
A deeply personal reflection written in 2012 — a cry of faith, resistance, anger, and unanswered questions toward the God who seemed silent through generations of suffering.
Rough Resistance — “The Lord Is My Shepherd?” Read More »
After the May 16 coup d’état shattered a family’s life, one question remains: Where was God—and whose side was He on?
The May 16 Coup, and My Father (Part II) Read More »
A true story of a military officer who chose justice over power in the aftermath of the Korean War—only to see everything collapse with the May 16 coup d’état.
The May 16 Coup, and My Father (Part I) Read More »
A childhood encounter with a poem by Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok and a moment from the 1982 FIFA World Cup shaped a lifelong question: what does it mean to live madly with passion?
Oh, How Madly I Long to Live Read More »
A quiet reflection on living at the boundary—between faith and doubt, obedience and resistance—and the long habit of walking the ravine that lies between them.
After forty years and twenty, a son nearing sixty finds himself longing to ask his parents—who lived what the world might call lives of failure—what it truly means to live, to endure, and to transcend despair.
To You,
a span of a thousand years
is no more than a single day.
But to me,
that single day
is a thousand years of time.
A Thousand Years (A Confessional Reflection) Read More »