How are you? I’m well.
I think it was February this year. My pastor in Singapore encouraged our monthly meeting members to pray for one another, setting aside one hour per month especially in this season. So after we prayed for one another, we met via zoom. And my pastor said to me, “Yunee, your mother will have a breakthrough and she will have a great time with her children this year.” When I heard him sharing what the Holy Spirit spoke to him about my mom, I was very amazed. I knew my sister and brother-in-law in California planned to visit Korea this summer, but they had not finalized their plan yet, seeing the high pandemic cases in Korea at that time. Right after the meeting, I shared what my pastor said with her and she immediately booked the airline tickets. It was an assurance to us that God would certainly bless our family time and our mom would have a great time with her children. So in mid May, my sister and brother-in-law visited us and we spent a great time together. In June, I booked two nights getaway in a nearby city. At that time, my niece in Seoul was able to join us and I thought our mom would have a great time indeed with her children including her granddaughter. Then, I got to know that my niece actually arranged a zoom meeting with her mother, mom’s oldest daughter in South America and her younger brother, mom’s grandson in Middle East. Though it was an online meeting, we did enjoy the family reunion. It has been years since all the members met. The last time we all met was 2014 when my sister and brother-in-law had a wedding in California. I was simply in awe to see His Words come to pass in front of my eyes. How faithful and How kind He is! He gave my mom a great family time, as He promised. Not only that, but we also shared some testimonies in the zoom meeting and we were all thankful to the Lord for His goodness and faithfulness.
Later when we were about to go back home in Seoul, my niece gave my sister and me gifts. She gave each one of us a book written by one of her pastors back in Washington D.C. Then, I saw a small envelope inside my book, while my sister didn’t receive any envelope in it. And my niece said it was kind of a belated birthday gift for me. When I got home, I opened the envelope and found it was her own hand-written letter. She made an apology again for the incident that happened in my new house in a suburb of Seoul in 2018 and left me a bitter memory. We didn’t talk to one another for almost three years since then. But in 2020, when she wrote me a long text message, breaking the long silence, she already made an apology for that. But this time she handwrote it again:
“I have the opportunity to handwrite this rather than expressing it via digital communications. I’d like to apologize for all that happened in xxx for my words, but also my tone and also the overall drama of making such a scene in open view of your then new neighbors. There’s no justification for such aggression or eliminating fundamental respect for any human, but especially a family member who had been so loving toward me since birth. Also, I recognize what a tremendous duty you’re so willingly accepted to care for sweet Grandma. I’m confident our Abba Father treasures and cherishes you, and it’s a huge privilege for me to know my Aunts and Grandma and Uncle.”
While I was reading her letter, I felt the Lord want me to let it go. In all honesty, I still had some reservation toward my niece, though I said to her in 2020 I had forgiven her. But, when I read her handwritten letter, I thought she would have listened to the Lord and He wants me to completely forgive her. And her letter was heart-warming. So, I texted her and said, “I think the Lord wants us to close the chapter and move on and I do not want you to feel sorry about that any more, as I forgave you.”
After reading her letter and the first few pages of the book she gave me, I felt I was being healed and blessed. And with a thankful heart, I went to bed.
Then, in the middle of the night, probably 1am I think, I woke up due to the noise my mom made in the living room. Out of the blue, she tried to open a big box and plastic papers around it. A vendor mistakenly shipped it so that he was supposed to pick it up. But for some reasons, the pick-up had been delayed and the big box had been outside our main door for a week. Mom had been asking what it was and I said to her it didn’t belong to me and the vendor would pick it up. But somehow, at that night, she brought it into our living room and tried to open it, making such a noise at midnight. Being awake and annoyed, I said to her, “Mom, what are you doing? It’s not ours. Go back to sleep!” Then, she said, “It had been there for a month! OK! I will go out and kill myself!!!” I was surprised at her words and even more surprised at her tone and facial expression. She had been so sweet and cute over the past couple of years. But her tone and facial expression were just the same as when the enemy tortured her with severe delusion a few years back. Immediately, I felt it’s the enemy’s attack, using her, as I was being healed from the bad memory associated with my niece. When both of us came back to the bedroom, she was panting on her bed. I said to the Lord, “Lord, what prayer should I say?” Immediately, the word, “Prince of Peace” came into my mind. And I prayed in my heart, not saying it out loud, “Father, I pray that Prince of Peace may lay His hands on us and His peace may rest upon on us.” After that prayer, to my amazement I saw her calm down, not panting any more and both of us went back to sleep. Later in the morning, I woke up earlier than mom and I thought to myself that she would not remember what she did last night. After taping the plastic bags she tried to tear, I sit down on the sofa and prayed to the Lord, “Father, please give me Your Supernatural love toward Your Son and I would love mom with Your love.” Then, I recalled John 10:10 that my niece wrote on her letter, talking about living abundantly. So, I thought I would look up the verse in person. When I opened my Bible to read the verse, I was surprised. The first sentence of the verse started with “The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy.” And it went on to say “I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.” The verse gave me the confirmation that the overnight incident was really the enemy’s trying to steal my joy and my healing and my love. Not only mine, but he also tried to steal and destroy mom's joy, after her having so great a time with her children. But Praise God, as He gave me the discernment and made me realize it’s the Spiritual Warfare and it’s not against flesh and blood. Soon enough, mom woke up and I gave her a hug. Of course, she didn’t remember at all what she had done. She was simply back to herself like a sweet baby.
Looking back what I went through 5~6 years ago, I realized the enemy used my family members to steal and to kill and to destroy. Often times, it seemed to be wars against flesh and blood. But, I’m thankful that I am more than conquerors, as He has won the battle for us. Friend, I pray that you and I don’t let our guards down but put on the whole armor of God. The Spiritual Warfare is real, but we are more than victorious and have life more abundantly in Christ Jesus. Amen!
Have a bliss!
The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly. (John 10:10)