The autumn is coloring the mountains and the fields. Beautiful flowers have bloomed and have shown its small seeds. The golden waves of fruits are rolling through the fields and mountains that once were green. A man is going into late autumn. His step carrying the burdens of life is disappearing on the other side of the road in the fog before we knew it. I want to hold him in my arms. I want to take him by one hand and tell him earnestly and quietly about Jesus’ love
in order that he can walk along the beautiful autumn road by taking Jesus by the hand.
Written by Sun-Hwa Jang | Photograph by Yong-bin Kim
Extracted from Yonsei Newspaper #407 (Oct 25, 2014)
