Nov 07 2016
operation mt.cai in tuy hoa
I participated in the Vietnam War from 1966 to 1969. This episode happened during the Mt.Cai Operation in Tuy Hoa in 1967. My comrade (Yoo Kun Tae) and I ran into one of the Vietcong, only 3m apart between us. The enemy is already aiming a rifle at us, hiding behind a tall tree. Figuring out this fatal situation, my partner fainted there at once. And I lost my senses. Regaining consciousness, I saw the foe slowly pulling a trigger toward my chest. I called God and Jesus. I was about to be shot to death, merely in a matter of a split second.
God’s voice told me, “Love!”
A voice-so loud that the whole world could hear-came from Heaven, saying “Love!” Without a doubt, I knew it was God’s voice. I intended to drop my weapon and walk toward him, yet at the same time, I was extremely terrified by the thought that he might shoot at me any moment I moved. I couldn’t even open my mouth to plead with God so I merely asked Him in my mind, “He’ll shoot me if I do walk over there to show him, love.” So I hesitated for a moment.
Another urgent voice was heard, “Love!” This time, I was deeply moved and immediately I felt someone pushed my back. I let go of my rifle and ran towards him. Tears in my eyes, I embraced him tightly and expressed my loving heart to him. He too gently released his weapon, put his arms around my waist and we cried together. By keeping the Word even at the risk of being shot to death, God saved both of our lives and we survived.
It was an extremely dramatic experience that gave me the assurance that God would take care of whatever the situation might be and would save me as long as I love Him and others. Indeed, the life of loving others made me who I am today and Providence has spread throughout the world. Even without you going through such an experience, be sure that you’ll be saved when you love others, regardless they’re your brothers, enemies or whoever.
Nov 01 2016
The Death of the Vietcong
I bought the Vietcong whom I have saved previously to my base. My platoon leader son, Seon Jong took him somewhere to investigate him. Meanwhile I, along with other companions, went on a manhunt mission to a cave. Before long, cracking sounds of an explosive drove us out of the save and we spotted the ruthlessly scattered body parts of the P.O.W. The reek of his blood through all of us to vomit. Although the Vietcong was in the enemy side, I considered him as a friend because we saved each other’s lives after all. Witnessing the inhumanly killing scene of my beloved P.O.W., I without delay raced to the platoon leader and reproached him for his heartless cruelty.
He totals ignored the facts of the captive’s self-surrender and his saving the lives of Yoo, Kun Tae and mine. I also told the leader to keep a good conscience even on a battlefield. He shot me back, saying,
Then, do you want to look after him?
I responded the captive should’ve been sent to a prison camp and then, set free later. He yelled at me saying,
You, Jesus believer, may do that, but not me.
Later, the real reason why he killed the captive was uncovered; he didn’t want to be engaged in any possible dangerous operation when the P.O.W. was sent to a regimental headquarters and he revealed some info.
I reprimanded the leader again; pointing out that God would protect his life only when he would value others’. He used to keep in mind what I said because he knew I was different from other soldiers and I thoroughly lead a faithful life in God. He lowered his voice and told me to go eat. I replied I couldn’t because of the stink of the blood. He criticized me saying,
Is this your first time to smell the stench? You’re impossible.
Tears ceaselessly rolled down my cheeks for three days since the death of the captive. We were saved by loving each other, yet he was killed, how couldn’t I be grieving! Murderers can’t get away with punishment.
You reap what you sow
One month later, an unusual thing happened. The leader Son was dispatched to an armoured corps all of a sudden. A regimental commander sent him to the perilous front line because he took Son for a merciless and brave man. Son, reduced to skin and bone, returned to my unit 6 months later. He went through various kinds of hellish pains in very dangerous areas. God told us humans receive according to what they’ve done. Yoo, Kun-Tae who passed out in the encounter came to his senses sometime later. I told him to believe in God and Jesus because they saved us that day by inspiring the enemy’s heart. He said he would.