A South Korean Tragedy.

I’ve been wanting to write a post about the tragic ferry accident in Korea that took place over a week ago.

…but I haven’t been able to find the words.

Every single time I try to type I don’t know where to begin. When I try to sort through the thoughts in my head they just feel jumbled. We’ve been in Korea just over a year, and I can’t begin to tell you how connected, and apart of Korea Tom and I both feel.

It could be the incredible kindness we’ve been shown.

It could be the astounding beauty of this country.

It could be in the smiles of the kids we teach. 

It could be the outstanding opportunities that Korea has provided us.

Is it the beaches? The mountains? The respect we’ve been shown? 

Whatever it is we certainly feel very deeply connected. We are a part of life here. We live here. We call Korea home.

My heart has broken into pieces. Instead of pointing fingers & blaming certain individuals for the loss of so many lives why aren’t we loving more? Why aren’t we praying for the families who have lost their son or daughter. Sister or brother. Their friends. Or their teachers. The God I know and love didn’t do this. He never would. His heart aches too. He weeps for the families of those who are struggling now.

It’s been an eerie past week for us in Korea. We’ve witnessed a beautiful country that we love come together to help each other out.  From the fishing boats who were out at sea that saw or heard about the tragedy & came to the rescue…to a young girl only 22 years old Park Ji-young who lost her life saving others. The high school boy just 17 Jung Cha-Woong who took off his life jacket when he couldn’t swim himself to save his friend -a boy who lives to tell that story of the ultimate sacrifice. The doctors who live in Korea that have volunteered around the clock, and the country cancelling big events that were scheduled previously to show honor to the tragedy. That’s where I see Jesus. That’s God. The love. The ultimate sacrifice that Jesus paid for our sins.

My heart aches for the families of those who have passed.

I’ve hugged the kids (that I teach) a little longer. Smiled harder. Loved them deeper.

We need to continue to love. The world needs more of it.

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Wishes.Hopes. Dreams.

Comments

  1. I’ve been trying to formulate words for the past week. This is perfect and I shall leave it all to you. 🙂 Absolutely tragic, and my heart breaks for all those families and friends.

  2. Well written friend. I feel sad for all of the families involved over there. Lots of people ask me questions about it over here and I’m not 100% sure what to tell them. It’s hard.

    • It’s a hard thing to write about. Hard to live here and there is just so much to say. Well, you know. You get it. We have a different perspective having lived here. So heavy on my heart still. Lots of prayers for the families.

  3. Holly Kooi says:

    The question “why aren’t we loving more?” is so… Well I don’t know what I’m trying to say, I just know it’s a good question, a hard question, and always one that feels like it shouldn’t be asked in the first place because the act of love seems so obvious. We haven’t heard a good deal about it over here in Austria, but I’m thankful for your words and my husband and I will begin praying for your heart and for Korea. I know you don’t know me so I hope that’s okay to say! I was just impacted by your words and I’m sure others have been or will be, too.

    • Hey Holly,
      Thanks for your sweet comments. Of course that is ok. It was so uplifting to read your comments when I woke up this morning. Please pray for the families who have lost their kids. You are right… isn’t the act of love an obvious one?? I hope it’s something I never ever loose sight of.

  4. So sad for all of those families!

  5. a beautiful post abouta heart-breaking situation.