Lee Jung A
Seoul, South Korea
A HEALING VISION
I became a Christian when I was 5 years old because I lived in Okinawa, Japan at the time. Even though my parents were not Christians, my sisters and I went to a Christian school so we knew about Jesus.
When I was 5, my mom passed away. She did not have a sickness or an accident; she committed suicide. After that, we all came to Korea. She committed suicide when my younger sister was only 3 months old.
It’s not easy living life without a mother. When I was in fourth grade in elementary school, my father got married again. He was a very well-off man. The woman he married, my stepmother, I think was after his wealth. So even though she became my stepmother, she did not love me and my sisters. It was a very difficult time for me, and for all of us.
I loved my father very much. I was almost obsessed with him since my mother passed away, but I realized that this was not right. I thought that when he got married again, he’d betrayed me, but I realized that that was wrong. It was wrong to think that he had left me and wrong that I hated him for leaving me, for thinking that he had left me.
I realized that I was always creating someone to hate. And when I realized that, tears came out from my eyes and I cried a lot. I told people about this and we prayed together. We saw a vision together. In that vision I saw one particular situation when I was living in Okinawa. I was out of the situation, but my father was still there. As my pastor was praying for me about this problem, I didn’t expect it, but I felt the words, and I suddenly felt that my body was as light as a feather. It was very comfortable; it was as if my mother was singing me a lullaby. It was such a sweet experience.
Daniel’s Reflection
I was deeply moved by Lee Jung A who I met in Seoul, Korea and who shared with me her childhood experience of losing her mother to suicide and then experiencing an unloving step-mother when her father remarried. Jung realized one day in prayer that she was always creating someone to hate and that this was not who she wanted to be. In a vision she let go of this and said it was as if “my mother was singing me a lullaby.” I cannot imagine a more healing vision for any of us.
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