MOTHER of PEACE CHAPTER 4. GOD'S LIGHT SHINES UPON A PATH OF THORNS
1. Rain and cold wind give way to peace
Already 60 years have passed,” said one of my oldest friends from the early days of the church.
“There is a saying that time is like an arrow,' I replied, 'and it is so true. The path of the last 60 years has flown straight to the target, filled with difficulties and obstacles together with joy and success.”
It was April 2014, and she and I were participating in a ceremony commemorating the 60th anniversary of the founding of the Unification Church. I reflected on the church's original name, which is the Holy Spirit Association for the Unification of World Christianity, and its establishment in a tiny rented house in Bukhak-dong, in the Seongdong district of Seoul on May 1, 1954.
Thinking back on days gone by, our early members who had gathered expressed deep gratitude to each other, recalling the decades of hardships we endured, as brothers and sisters in one family.
Despite the dire poverty in which the Unification Church began, the Holy Wedding in 1960 launched a new era. We have grown from a handful of members into a global movement, and we see that the Divine Principle teachings have spread to the ends of the earth. It truly is a miracle.
How did God bring this to pass? The key is the salvation of marriage, the oneness of husband and wife made in the image of God. As God called Father Moon to begin his historical mission as a teenager, God also called Hak Ja Han, a young lady of 17 years. Nobody could fathom His choosing someone so young. I sensed that I would one day represent all women-God's daughters and the world's mothers.
Jesus revealed the heavenly bride as the Holy City coming down from heaven, and I accepted this call with firm resolve and I grew from the position of a heavenly bride to Mother of the universe. By God's hand, this Mother, who prays and longs for God's Blessing for all 7.7 billion people on earth, can now advance peace widely.
As we entered the summer of 1960, our members undertook 40 days of evangelism throughout the country. We called it the New Mind, New Village, New Love Movement. In all the districts of the entire country, a flame of faith rose up strongly.
Some 600 missionaries and local members visited 413 villages and put the word of God into practice in substantial ways. During those 40 days, they cleaned neighborhood pathways, taught the Korean alphabet in village halls by the light of kerosene lamps, assisted farmers and shopkeepers and shared the Principle.
The members survived on a daily bowl of powdered mixed grains and overcame fatigue and fierce rejection from people, some of whom called them heretics. They were also lonely, like poplar trees standing alone at the center of a field.
By the hand of God, the greater the people's condemnation, the faster our good results appeared. Soon, high school students and other youth joined the witnessing program, providing even more energy for the rebirth of life and prosperity in local villages.
Even a first-year middle school girl participated-such was the enthusiasm of those days in Korea. As we repeated those seasons of enlightenment, education and service, the Holy Spirit came down.
Throughout the cities and towns, families offered their large living rooms to serve as night schools. The alphabet was taught to young people who could not attend school—and to women. From the hidden paths of rural villages, a wave of hope washed through South Korean society, a positive influence for needed social progress.
Then, starting in the mid-1960s, the government also began sponsoring rural enlightenment and literacy programs throughout Korea-the Sae-ma-eul (New Village) Movement. Its officials acted as though we did not exist, but we carried on.
In the town of Chungju, members used their bare hands to build classrooms with mud walls for dozens of shoeshine boys. In later days, those actions served as the momentum for establishing an innovative middle school, the Sunhwa Arts School.
On a nationwide scale, our work sparked young leaders in farming areas to establish agricultural schools that spurred a wave of modernization. Some of these schools were on the cutting edge of a movement to transform our society, combining technical and spiritual advancement.
As one might expect, the government's New Village Movement, through its administrative power, appropriated all of this, and since the Unification Church was considered heretical, we were pushed to the side. From both the left and the right, voices continued to condemn us.
As one might imagine, our church leaders and missionaries experienced many difficult days. With no financial support, they felt fortunate to have even one meal a day; three full meals a day was unheard of. Sometimes, out of concern for the missionaries, middle school students secretly left the lunch boxes that their mothers had prepared for them in front of our missionaries' doors.
When the missionaries thought of the students sacrificing their lunches, and were faced with the idea of eating a lunchbox that a student had given them, they were inexpressibly miserable. However, their responsibility was to convey the new understanding of truth, and they resolved to honor the sacrifices that had been made to help them.
My husband and I did not just send missionaries to their areas; we visited our local churches throughout the country several times a year. When we walked into view, hand in hand, the missionaries in the pioneering areas would greet us in tears.
We would uplift and encourage our members and talk together, without realizing we had stayed up all night. When we went out, we would gather food, clothing and supplies and send or take them to them. There was never enough, as there were many other service projects and activities to support, but we did all that we could.
Our members who worked on American military bases would sometimes bring chocolate, bananas or cookies to church. I would put these gifts in a wardrobe or on a shelf and would wrap them and give them to the missionaries when we went out. One missionary sister burst into tears when she received the wrapped bundle.
A few months later, she returned for a visit, held my hand tightly and said, “I brought that package to my pioneering area and ate it together with our members. Your encouragement gave us power when we conveyed the words of the Principle.” Such words always gave me great joy.
The pioneer centers were hardly what one would call churches. They usually consisted of a single room, and our missionaries often were too poor even to put up a sign. Anyone who entered would immediately wonder if it was really a church.
On the one hand the impoverished appearance saddened my heart, but on the other hand, I felt proud of our members and comforted them. “Our church's downtrodden circumstances may seem miserable to ordinary people,” I would say softly, “but in the future, we will hoist a flag of victory and receive the love of people the world over.'
That is why wherever we went, we were not ashamed. No matter who we met, we were confident. When we first tried to register our church with the government, we were rejected several times as a torrent of opposition flowed from established churches, who sent petitions of protest about us to government officials.
Finally, after several rejections, in May 1963 the Korean government registered our organization legally as the Holy Spirit Association for the Unification of World Christianity.
As we entered the 1970s, it still was a turbulent time for the world. North and South Korean discord threatened to flare up into another war, and the international situation was volatile. Communism was expanding across the globe on many fronts.
Knowing the inhumane brutality of communist governments from our personal experience, my husband and I launched a very successful educational initiative called “Victory Over Communism” (VOC). Ours was the only voice in the world to clearly explain the fallacies of its materialistic and atheistic theory while offering a God-centered counterproposal.
VOC strengthened the resolve and understanding of South Koreans and it had a huge impact soon after in Japan, turning back its far left-wing factions through peaceful means.
At that critical moment, my husband and I once again urged our members, especially the women, to take action. Our Heavenly Parent knows the power of women. Our movement did not truly begin until our couple's Holy Wedding, because we are a family movement and it takes a husband and wife to create a family.
My husband is the world's foremost champion of women as the moral leaders of the family and society. With this conviction, we called Korean blessed wives to sacrifice their family life for a time and as missionaries go to the streets, to the halls of government, to the churches and temples and from house to house, to provide education, empower the people and multiply the patriotic spirit. The wives responded. Each entrusted their young children and sometimes ill, elderly parents to their husband's care and set out.
A mother is the center of the family, and when she is not home, even for a day or two, the family suffers. Our wives and mothers went out, not for a day or two, but for three years.
For every father who had to cradle and feed a child begging for his mother's milk, a mother on mission was squeezing milk out of her swollen breasts and weeping. It was almost like Jesus' three years of public ministry, or my husband's three years in a North Korean labor camp. Wives who were pregnant when going out would return to give birth, and after 100 days, go back to their mission field.
After the three years, when the mothers returned, their youngest children didn't recognize them and even resisted them. Such is the incredible sacrifice of heart offered to our Heavenly Parent for the restoration of the world.
When a woman has a baby, she experiences the pain of childbirth. Despite this, the midwife's job is to encourage her to push more. Like midwives giving birth to a new world, my husband and I pushed our Unification family members.
Historically, every time danger appeared, the Korean people, farmers and loyal patriots defended their homes and their nation. With that spirit, our members rose and defended their homes and nation against communism.
My husband counseled these courageous women, “The people do not understand unification now, but if the 30 million people of Korea join together with the Unification Church, this nation and these people will not perish.”
The blessed wives buried their pain in their hearts, for they knew that their mission was for the sake of the nation. In hindsight, their work has borne great fruit and can only be considered the most praiseworthy act of patriotism. Thus far, it has been hidden from view in our nation's history but one day it will be revealed.
As the Unification Church spread to other countries, blessed wives around the world followed the example of the early Korean wives and their families. Thus, this brilliant chapter has been written in the history not just of Korea but of all nations.
All blessed wives stand on this foundation and are carrying on this tradition. It is a story of women sacrificing to preserve the nation and world. One of its fruits appeared 20 years later, in our meeting with Mikhail Gorbachev, then president of the Soviet Union.
This opened the door to teach the young people of the Soviet Union our God-centered worldview, the democratic spirit and ethical values, which contributed to the reconciliation of East and West and the downfall of communism.
Another fruit was our trip to North Korea in 1991, when we met North Korean leader Kim Il Sung. Our harrowing but thoroughly triumphant visit opened the way for dialogue between North and South Korea and prepared a foothold for our work there. |