Photo by Seong-Tae Yoon | Written by Ju-Hyun Bang
I wish flowers would last longer. But spring flowers already started falling when they seem to bloom. So it might be more heartbreaking. Praise of all members of the church that we sang on Easter Lord's Day is like a feast of cherry blossom in full bloom. The Lord washes me of my sins with his blood and clothes me with a purified bride’s dress. How can I thank him enough for his resurrection even though I sing praise to the Lord? The spring day of my life is going by while I am waiting for a spring day of my soul.
Extracted from Yonsei Newspaper #746
