Mrs. Park: A Saint Who Loves Children

I think her birthday is May 19, 1922. That makes her Korean age 92 this year.  Korean age accounts for the time a baby is in the mother’s womb. She came from a well to do family, I seem to recall, but they lost their money/fortune.

Park Kung-Hee worked for the Salvation Army (SA) and was a vice-chair of women’s side at the time.  She gave speeches and visited Los Angeles as a Korean ambassador for a sports event, also visiting San Franciso about that time. She met her husband, whose family were farmers, at the SA because he also worked there.

In 1965, she and her husband were asked by SA to start an orphanage in Kunsan, Korea, which they did.  When the Salvation Army wanted to move them to another position/work, they felt God’s calling them to continue to work for the orphanage, so they retired in order to stay there.  It was a difficult time in Korea, with many babies being abandoned.

The two babies I adopted.
After Mrs. Park retired from SA, she used some of her financial assets and all of her retirement funds to buy more land for the orphanage as well as more goats.  The facility was too small for the number of babies at the time.

I visited the Ilmagwon Orphanage ( or Il Maek Won)  for the first time in 1972 where about 100 babies, children under 5 years old, lived. I met Mrs. Park and her family who lived above the orphanage. I arrogantly thought she was old back then, but I was barely twenty, so that can be excused. Her sweet spirit was evident even then, when I took home two of her babies as my own. She has kept records of each child who has lived with them.

Mrs. Park is a godly, Christian woman, and I am sure no one can count the number of people she has touched through 92 years.

After almost 40 years, I went back to the Korean orphanage and visited her in June of 2012. Her gentle spirit welcomed my grown daughters and I. Treasure, one of my Korean daughters, said, “Mom, I think I would have known about God even if I had stayed in Korea.” I agree, because Mrs. Park would have made sure of that, just like she did the other orphans.

When I told Mrs. Park that my husband had left me soon after adopting the two babies, she said, “It must have been hard for you to raise daughters by yourself.” Such graciousness from a woman who literally raised hundreds of children herself!

Meeting Mrs. Park was the highlight of my trip to Korea. God reminds me that He has placed saints in strategic places all around the world to glorify Him and to do His work.

You can see details of our trip on my daughter’s website:

http://adventureontreasureisland.blogspot.com/search/label/korea%20trip%20of%20a%20lifetime

Even then, should I rejoice?

 

When opportunity brings joy,
should I rejoice?
When daybreak brings tranquility,
should sadness enter in?
What if around the world there’s pain?
What if a mother’s under strain
to feed her child?
Should I rejoice,
and laugh and play?

When morning comes to brighten me
while children play around my knee
and my heart sings songs
of needed peace,
should I rejoice?
What if a child is beaten down,
beneath a father’s drunken hand,
too weak to cry, to understand?
Should peace surround me
even then?

Can love sit still,
hold back the tears?
Does love need times,
small dots in years
to listen first,
in God rejoice
before the raging battle
starts again?

Kathryn Spurgeon
#4308 7/25/12

Writing groups: What can you gain from them?

For the past year, I’ve soloed. No, not in an airplane yet. But I’ve been siting at my computer plugging away alone. Sealed in a vacuum as tight as Grandma’s cupboard.  Yes, words have been planted, sentences come together, and whole chapters penned, but not much wound up in the public’s eye.

So I’ve decided to step out into the writer’s arena again and attend some local Christian writing groups. Good place to start. What a surprise, even if it shouldn’t have been. Maybe it takes being away from other writers a while to truly appreciate the value of like-minded recluses.

I had completely forgotten how encouraging it is to get together with other writers, whether newcomers or published gurus. I forgot about helping others in their writing. Wait, isn’t that something Jesus taught? The importance of traveling together on life’s journey?

Anyway, it was a thoroughly uplifting time and I recommend any writer to find some wordsmith souls and scratch each other’s back (or mind). It will inspire you much more than the other person.

So find some group near you. Believe me, it will be worth it.

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