Jung Myung Seok

Vietnam War

Vietnam Wars Stories

Pastor Jung Myung Seok was enlisted for military operations in the Vietnam war on Feb 22, 1966. In the war, despite many dangerous encounters, he struggled to keep the word of God of not killing while protecting his own life. Throughout the war, he experienced first-hand, the precious value of life and the love of Heaven through countless life and death encounters. He saw with his own eyes the painful suffering of war, and experienced deeply the meaninglessness of life, and realized how precious it is to be alive. Because he valued not only his own, but also his enemies’ lives, God protected him from countless deadly situations during the war. 

  • God’s voice told me, “Love!”

    Operation Mt Cai in Tuy Hoa

    I participated in the Vietnam War from 1966 to 1969. This incident happened during the Mt.Cai Operation in Tuy Hoa in 1967. My comrade, Yoo Kun Tae, and I ran into a Vietcong, with only three meters between us.  Hiding behind a tall tree, the enemy had a rifle aimed at us. My partner fainted at once. And I lost my senses. Regaining consciousness, I saw the enemy slowly pulling a trigger.  I called out to 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 tha I felt the whole world could hear – came from Heaven, saying “Love!” Without a doubt, I knew it was God’s voice.I hesitated. I intended to drop my weapon and walk toward him, yet at the same time, I was terrified by the thought that he might shoot at me any moment. I couldn’t even open my mouth to plead with God so I merely asked Him silently, “He’ll shoot me if I do walk over there to show him love.”

    The voice boomed, urgently this time, “Love!” This time, I was deeply moved and immediately, I felt someone pushed my back. I let go of my rifle and ran towards the Vietcong. With 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 of God’s love. God would take care of me whatever the situation, 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, whoever they are – brothers, friends, and even enemies.

  • Death of the Vietcong: God repays with your deeds

    I bought the Vietcong whom I saved previously to my base. My platoon leader, Son Seon Jong, took him somewhere to investigate him. Meanwhile I, together with some companions, embarked on a manhunt mission to a cave.

    Death of the Vietcong

    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 stench of his blood was overwhelming. Although the Vietcong was the enemy, I considered him as a friend since we had saved each other’s lives. Witnessing the inhumane killing scene of my beloved P.O.W., I raced to the platoon leader and reproached him for his heartless cruelty.

    He completely ignored the captive’s self-surrender and his saving of the lives of Yoo, Kun Tae and mine. I also told the leader to keep a good conscience even on a battlefield. He shot 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: “You, Jesus believer, may do that, but not me.”

    Later, I found out the real reason why he killed the captive: he didn’t want to be involved in any possible dangerous operation if the P.O.W. was sent to a regimental headquarters and revealed some information. 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 led a faithful life following God. He lowered his voice and told me to go eat. I replied I couldn’t because of the stench of the blood. He criticized me saying, Is this your first time smelling such stench? You’re impossible.

    You reap what you sow

    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 could I not grieve? Murderers can’t get away with punishment.

    One month later, an unusual thing happened. Out of the blue, the leader was dispatched to an armoured corps. 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 six 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.