Yoon's musical note

Because of high technology, we are living systems of "wireless". I do still remember when I had first time a wireless phone at home. I was amazed how the phone worked. It has accelerated to remote controls, cell phones, wireless mouse, and wireless internet services and so on. It certainly is convienence for sure, especially wireless frees limitation in spaces. I have thought about our lives with God. It is truly wireless. However, there is an invisible line between Him and us. Interesting part is we often can't find out whether it is connected or not. Like, interent wireless service, we have to have a signal which shows ability for the service. Even though the computer is new and expensive, we can't get a service without the signal. It is like the Holy Spirit. If we do not have the Spirit, we hardly get the service. We sometimes get cheated by ourselves by great looking outside. God's wireless service is eternal, unlimited, and runs by grace. When I woke up middl...

What a beautiful Spring! The weather has been gorgeous lately. The trees have new leaves and the grass turned green again like a magic. It amazes me that nature is always faithful whether the previous winter was harshly cold or not. I have had a pot of amaryllis for several years. It blooms regardless if we were in Bloomington, IN or in Richmond Hill. However, I totally forgot to put the pot insede during this last bitter winter. It seemed totally dried and frozen dead when I found it last month. I felt guilty that I neglected it. After we came back from our spring break trip to Indiana, Joanne screamed out loud "Mom! Mom! come here!"Guess what happened! Three amaryllis flowers were already blooming beautifully. I could not believe how it survived. I had felt so much shame that one day I threw the pot away into the trash cane, and neglected it. However, it was right under a sunny spot. God took care of it no matter what- with sun and rain! I have learned several things throug...

Lately, my girls have been into buying some necklace, bracelet, or some accessories with best friends forever written to give to their friends. I have thought about my bff :best friend forever. I have had many friends, and it has been a true blessing to have them in my life. However, I am not sure who I can call as my B.F.F. In Korea, old people said if we find a friend who we can trust to ask take care of my family without feeling any sorry or doubt when we are in danger, we can tell that we live a pretty good life. What if I am sick and will die soon, do I have someone to ask take care of my lovely girls without doubt? I am not sure. When I was in elementary school, teachers asked students always who was our best friend. The teachers made a note to each kid whom is their best friend. Interestingly, I usually could not write one single name for my best friend. However, my name was written a lot in my friends' best friend line. My teacher asked me personally one day about it. I to...

Jesus. why did you give up your glory? why did you bear the humiliation? why did you become a servant? why Lord? Whenever I read through the life of Jesus, I was wondering why he loves people who don't deserve his love so much. I could tell that I do not deserve it either. How can I even close to understand the love? However, I am honored, I am blessed, and I got the victory through Jesus my Savior. It is a true grace that a sinner like me got to get the eternal life because His grace! In my home church in Korea used to go out to spread the Gospel on Easter Sunday right after the services. We brought bulletin written for evangelism to the people. I was shy sometimes, could not go to say a word to tell them about my Jesus. However, I did try give the bulletin at least and say "Jesus loves you and please accept Jesus as your Savior." Whether we are six years old or eighty years old, we all went to outside right after Easter service. It was our tradition of Easter. I miss t...

I could not figure it out what was wrong tonight. I could not find out still. I never have felt this strange in my life with any kinds of musical worship service, or performances. I could not think of anything else than being powerless. It is different feeling from feeling failure. I could feel like there was nothing what I have prayed for. However, I could feel that I had to go out and pray for others somehow, I did. My hearts was aching so bad with something that could not be explained. I knew something bothering me for a while but could not find what it is still. What should I pray for? I have been confessing and repenting but still have struggle to find any answers. Father, what should I do? I even have prayed if He wants me to leave His ministry, I will obey. I do not want to hear people say " The music was beautiful", or "it sounds wonderful." I rather want to hear " I met Jesus tonight" or "I could feel His presence". Am I looking for a wr...

Tomorrow, our church choir will do our Lenten Cantata called " The Lenten Sketches" by Joseph Martin . The cantata is consisted of six movements with Jesus' last week of His earthly life. The music is not difficult but beautifully composed with good text. I love the last movement called " Pieta ". It describes how Mary holds Jesus after His death as a mother with a baby, and sings a lullaby. It brings me tears every moment. Mary was a mom even though she knew Jesus was a Son of God. She nursed, and raised him as a mom. Jesus was the Son of God but totally a human. He was also a child of Mary. I thought that it does not match with the Holy week with too much human emotion at first time but became loving them with honesty emotion. I am not sure how people will response to the Cantata tomorrow night. But I have been praying that God will send people who need to reconcile with Him as a children of our Father. This cantata is my third one in Richmond Hill UMC . I c...

When I was in forth grade at an elementary school, I took private lessons with an artist, who was a senior in college and very good. I learned basic sketches and waterpainting. I found myself that I could paint for four straight hours without even complaining it was boring. Also, the teacher helped me to open my eyes to see things in different ways; such as I used to paint only black on people's hair, and he showed me how various colors were combined one person's hair. After an year of painting, I fell in love painting, wanted to go on deeper but my dad did not like me to go on. I could understand why now. However, I was very disappointed that I had to stop going the lesson. I love to see good arts, especially paints. I could get comforted, delighted, and inspired by those too. I used to visit exhibitions in museums often. Nowadays, I do not have much time to go somewhere, so I visit their web site to taste those beautiful pictures. It is a wonderful that I could do that at lea...