The herald squeezes out between the solid rocks. Even though no one looks after them, they raise their heads and bloom pretty flowers to let us know that spring has come. Sometimes they are kicked, trampled and crushed, but they wrap the wound themselves, endure and are revived with strong life force. Let's look unto the Lord who will come again in the days of suffering and persecution.
Written/Photograph by Hae-kyeong, Dong
Extracted from the church newspaper #477 (Apr 23, 2016)