Part 1 ์ง์ฐ๊ณ ์ถ์ ๋ ๋ค Chapter 4 ๋ค์ ํ์ด๋ ๋
1๋ถ ์ง์ฐ๊ณ ์ถ์ ๋ ๋ค
์ํผ์๋ 4 ๋ค์ ํ์ด๋ ๋
1๋ถ ์ง์ฐ๊ณ ์ถ์ ๋ ๋ค
์ํผ์๋ 4 ๋ค์ ํ์ด๋ ๋
๋จธ๋ฆฌ์์ ๋ฐ๋๊น์ง ์์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ค๋๋ง์ด ๋์ ์ ์ผํ ๊ตฌ์์๋ผ๋ ํ์ ์ผ๋ก ๊ฐ๋ํ๋ค. ์ฃผ๋์ ์์ฑ์ด ๋ค๋ ธ๋ค. ์ฐ๋ ์ ๊ฐ์ ํฌ๊ณ ์์์๋ ์๋ฆฌ์๋ค. ์๋๋ ค ๊ธฐ๋ํ ์ง ์ธ ์๊ฐ์ด ์ง๋ฌ๋ค. ๋ง์์ ์กฐ๊ธ์ฉ ์ฐจ๋ถํด์ ธ ๊ฐ๊ณ ๋ถ์๊ณผ ๋๋ ค์๋ ์ฌ๋ผ์ก๋ค. “์ด์๊ณ์ ํ๋๋! ์ ์ ๋ณ์ ๊ณ ์ณ์ฃผ์ธ์. ์์ฌ๊ฐ ๋ชป ๊ณ ์น๋ ๋ณ ํ๋๋์ด ๊ณ ์ณ์ฃผ์ ๋ค๋ฉด ์ผํ์ ํ๋๋์ ์ํด ์ด ์๋ช
๋ฐ์น๊ฒ ์ต๋๋ค.” ๊ทธ๋ฌ์ ๋ง์์์์ ์ธ๋ฏธํ ์ฃผ๋์ ์์ฑ์ด ๋ค๋ ธ๋ค.
‘ํ ์์์ง์ ์ธ์ํ๋ ์๊ธฐ๊ด๋ค๊ณผ ๋ฐ๋ฆฌ์์ธ๋ค์ด์ฌ ํ์น ํ ๋ฌด๋ค ๊ฐ์ผ๋ ๊ฒ์ผ๋ก๋ ์๋ฆ๋ต๊ฒ ๋ณด์ด๋ ๊ทธ ์์๋ ์ฃฝ์ ์ฌ๋์ ๋ผ์ ๋ชจ๋ ๋๋ฌ์ด ๊ฒ์ด ๊ฐ๋ํ๋๋ค. ์ด์ ๊ฐ์ด ๋ํฌ๋ ๊ฒ์ผ๋ก๋ ์ฌ๋์๊ฒ ์ณ๊ฒ ๋ณด์ด๋ ์์ผ๋ก๋ ์ธ์๊ณผ ๋ถ๋ฒ์ด ๊ฐ๋ํ๋๋ค.” ์ด ๋ง์์ ๊ทธ๋ ๋ฎ์ ์ฝ์๋ ๋งํ๋ณต์ 23์ฅ 27-28์ ๋ง์์ด ์๋ค. ๊ทธ ๋น์ ์ฌ๋ฌ ์ข
ํ ์ค์ ๋ฐ๋ฆฌ์ํ๊ฐ ์์๋ค. ๋ฐ๋ฆฌ์ํ ์ฌ๋๋ค์ ๊ฒ์ผ๋ก๋ ์ด์ฌํ ํ๊ณ ์ ๋ฏฟ๋ ๊ฒ์ฒ๋ผ ๋ณด์ฌ ๋ง์ ์ฌ๋๋ค๋ก๋ถํฐ ์นญ์ฐฌ์ ๋ฐ์์ง๋ง ์ค์์ ๊ฒํฌ์ฅ๋ง ๊ทผ์ฌํ ๋ฟ ์์ ์ธ์ํ๋ ์๋ค์ด์๋ค. ๊ทธ๋์ ์ฃผ๋์ ์์ ์ ์ธ ๊ทธ๋ค์ ์ฑ
๋งํ์
จ๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ ๋ฐค ์ฃผ๋์ ์ธ์ํ๋ ๋ฐ๋ฆฌ์์ธ์ ๋ค๋ฆ ์๋ ๋ฐ๋ก ๋๋ผ๊ณ ๋ง์ ํ์
จ๋ค. ๋๋ผ์ง ์์ ์ ์์๋ค. ํฐ ์ถฉ๊ฒฉ์ด์๋ค.
๋๋ฌผ์ด ํ ๋์๋ค. ์ฝง๋ฑ์ด ์ํฐ๊ฑฐ๋ ธ๊ณ ๊ธ์ ๋ด ์ผ๊ตด์ ๋๋ฌผ ์ฝง๋ฌผ๋ก ๋ฒ๋ฒ
์ด ๋์๋ค, ๊ทธ๋์ ๋ฐ๋ฆฌ์์ธ์ฒ๋ผ ์ฌ๋์๊ฒ ์ ๋ณด์ด๊ธฐ ์ํด ํ๋ ์ผ๋ค์ด ํ๋๏ผ๋ ์ํ์ ํ ์ฅ๋ฉด์ฒ๋ผ ์ค์ณ ์ง๋๊ฐ๋ค. ๊ทธ๋์ ํ๋๋์ ์ฒ์ฌ๋ค์ ํตํด ์ฒ๊ตญ์ ๋น๋์ค ์นด๋ฉ๋ผ๋ก ๋์ ์ธ์ํ๋ ์ ์์ํ์ ๋ฑ๋ฑ์ด ๋
นํํด ๋์ผ์
จ๊ณ ๊ทธ๊ฒ์ ๋ณด์ฌ์ฃผ์
จ๋ค. ๋ด๊ฐ ๋ค๋๋ ๊ณ ํฅ ๊ตํ ๋ชฉ์ฌ๋์ ์๊ณจํ์์ธ์ง๋ผ ์ค๊ต ์ค์ ๋ ์ ๋ผ๋ ์ฌํฌ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์ฐ์
จ๋ค. ๋ง์ ์์ผ๋ก ‘์ต๊ณ ์ ์ง์ฑ์ธ์ด๋ผ๋ ๋ชฉ์ฌ๊ฐ ํ์ค๋ง์ ์จ์ผ์ง ์ ์ฌํฌ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์ฐ๋ ๊ฑฐ์ผ. ๋
ธ๋ ฅ์ ์๋๊ตฌ๋จผ’ ํ๋ฉฐ ๋๋ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ๋ชฉ์ฌ๋์ ์
์ ์ฌ๊ฒผ๋ ๋ชจ์ต์ด ๋ณด์๋ค.
์ด์ด์ ๋ง๋ ๊ทธ๋ํ๊ฐ ๋ณด์๋ค. ๋น์๋ง ํด๋ ๋์ด๊ตํ๋ ๊ณก์ ์ด์ธ์๋ ํ๊ธ์ ๊ฐ์ง ๋ถ๋ค์ด ๋ง์ง ์์์ ๊ตํ ์ด์์ ์ํด ์์ ํ๊ธ์ ์์ ํ ํ ๋งค๋ฌ ์ฐ๋ณด๋ฅผ ํ์๋ค. ์์ ํ๊ธํ๋ฅผ ์๋ฐฐ๋น ์์ชฝ ๋ฒฝ์ ๋ถ์ฌ ๋๊ณ ์ฐ๋ณดํ ๋๋ง๋ค ๊ทธ๋ํ๋ก ํ์ํ์๋ค. ๊ต์ธ๋ค์ ๋๋ถ๋ถ ์ ์ ์์ฌ์ ๋ฐ๋ผ ์ ์ฑ๊ป ํ๊ธ์ ๋๋ ธ๋ค. ํ์ ๊ฒจ์ ์ค๊ฐ์ ๊ทธ๋ํ๊ฐ ๋ฉ์ถ ๋ถ๋ค๋ ๋๋ฌ ์๊ฒผ๋ค. ๊ทธ๋๋ง๋ค ๋๋ ๊ทธ๋ค์ ๊ทธ๋ํ๋ฅผ ๋ณด๋ฉฐ ๋ง์์์ผ๋ก ํ๋จํ์๋ค. ‘๊ฐ๋น ๋ชปํ ์ฝ์์ ์ ํ๋ ๊ฑฐ์ผ!’ ๋์ ์์ ํ๊ธ ๋ง๋ ๊ทธ๋ํ๋ ์ฐจ๊ณก์ฐจ๊ณก ์ฑ์์ ธ ์ฌ๋ผ๊ฐ๊ธฐ ๋๋ฌธ์ ๋ด์ ๋ชฉ์ฌ๋์ด๋ ์ฌ์ ๋ด๋น ์ง์ฌ๋์ ๊ต์ธ๋ค ์์์ ๋๋ฅผ ์์ฃผ ์นญ์ฐฌ ํ์
จ๋ค. “์ต๋์ค ์ ์๋์ ๋ฏฟ์์ด ์ฐธ ์ข์์ใ”
๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ ๋๋ ์ ๊ต์ธ์ด ์์ ํ๊ธ์ ๋๋ฆด ๋ ๊ธ์ก์ ๊ณต๊ฐํ์ง ์๋ ๋ค๋ ๊ฒ์ ์ ์๊ณ ์์๊ณ ๊ทธ๊ฒ์ ๊ต๋ฌํ๊ฒ ์ด์ฉํ๋ค. ๋ค๋ฅธ ์ฌ๋๋ค์ด ๋ช ์ฒ์ ํน์ ๋ช ๋ง์์ฉ ์์ ํ ๋ ๋๋ ๊ณ ์ ์ฒ์์ ์์ ํ๊ณ ๋ง๋ ๊ทธ๋ํ๋ง ์ฒดํฌํ๊ณ ์์๋ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค. ์ ๊ฒ ์ฌ๊ณ ์ฌ๋๋ค์๊ฒ๋ ๋ง์ด ์นญ์ฐฌ๋ฐ๊ณ ์ ํ์ผ๋ ๋ด๊ฐ ๋ฐ๋ก ํ๋ ํ ๋ฐ๋ฆฌ์์ธ์ด์๋ค. ๋๋ ๊ทธ๋์ ๋ด ์์ฌ์ ์์ด๊ณ ๊ต์ฐ๋ค์ ๊ธฐ๋งํ๋ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค. ์์ฌ๊ธฐ์ ์ํด ํ๋ฆ์ด ๋๋ฏ ํ ์ฅ๋ฉด ํ ์ฅ๋ฉด ๋์ ์ง์ ์ฃ๋ค์ด ์ ๋ช
ํ๊ฒ ๋น์ถฐ์ง ๋๋ง๋ค ๋ถ๋๋ฝ๊ณ ์์ฌ์ ์ฐ๋ ธ๋ค. ์ง์ ํ ํ๊ฐ๋ ๋์ ์์ง๊ฐ ์๋ ์ฑ๋ น๋์ด ๋น์ถ์๋ ๋ฐ์ ๋น ๊ฐ์ด๋ฐ์ ๋ฐํ ๋๋ฌ๋๋ ์ฃ๋ฅผ ์๋ฐฑํ๋ฏ๋ก ๋๋ค. ํ๊ฐ๋ ํ๋๋์ด ํ๊ฒ ํ์ ๋ค.
๋๋ ๊ทธ๋ ๋ฐค ๋ด๊ฐ ์ง์ ์ฃ๋ค์ ๋ด ์ ์ผ๋ก ์์ธํ๊ณ ์๋ฐฑํ๋ฉด์ ์ ํต์ ๋๋ฌผ์ ์์๋ค. ํ๋๋ ์์์ ๋๋ฌ๋ ๋์ ์ฃ์ ๋ค์ ์ฐจ๋ง ๋ ๋จ๊ณ ๋ณผ ์ ์์ ๋งํผ ์ถ์ ํ๊ณ ๋์๋๊ณ ๋ ๋ฌ์ด ๊ฒ๋ค ๋ฟ์ด์๋ค. ๊ทธ๋์ ๋์ ๊ธฐ๋๋ ํ๋๋์ ๋ป์ ์ด๋ฃจ๊ณ ์ ํจ์ด ์๋์๏ผ๋จ์ง ๋ด ํ์์ฐ์ ๋ถ๊ณผํ๋ค. ๊ฒฐ๊ตญ ์ธ์์ ํ๋ฌดํจ๊ณผ ์ง๋ณ์ ์ํ ๊ณ ํต ๋๋ฌธ์ ์ธ๋ถ์ง์๋ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์ด ์น๋ฉฐ ์ ํตํ๋ฉฐ ํ๊ฐํ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ์๋ฒฝ ๋ค์๊น์ง ๊ณ์๋์๋ค. ์ง์ ์ฃ๋ค์ ๋ค ์๋ฐฑํ์ ๋ด ๋ง์์ ํ์์ด ์ํ๋๋ ๊ธฐ์จ์ด ์์์๋ค.
์ด์ ์๋ ๊ฒฝํํ์ง ๋ชปํ๋ ํ์์ด์๋ค. ๋จธ๋ฆฌ์์ ๋ฐ๋๊น์ง ์์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ค๋๋ง์ด ๋์ ์ ์ผํ ๊ตฌ์์๋ผ๋ ํ์ ์ผ๋ก ๊ฐ๋ํ๋ค. ์ฃผ๋์ ์์ฑ์ด ๋ค๋ ธ๋ค. ์ฐ๋ ์ ๊ฐ์ ํฌ๊ณ ์์์๋ ์๋ฆฌ์๋ค. “๋์ค์๏ผ๋ด๊ฐ ๋๋ฅผ ๋ฒ๋ฆฌ์ง ์์๋ค. ๋ด๊ฐ ๋๋ฅผ ์ฌ๋ํ๋
ธ๋ผ!”
“๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ฏ๋ก ์ด์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ค๋ ์์ ์์ ์๋ ์์๊ฒ๋ ๊ฒฐ์ฝ ์ ์ฃํจ์ด ์๋๋ ์ด๋ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ค๋ ์์ ์์ ์๋ ์๋ช
์ ์ฑ๋ น์ ๋ฒ์ด ์ฃ์ ์ฌ๋ง์ ๋ฒ์์ ๋๋ฅผ ํด๋ฐฉํ์์์ด๋ผ” (๋กฌ 8:1-2)
์ด ๋ง์์ ๋ด ์ํผ์ ์๋ก ์๊ฒจ์ก๊ณ ์
์์๋ ์ฐฌ์ก์ด ํฐ์ ธ ๋์๋ค.
ํด๋ฐฉ๋์๋ค! ํด๋ฐฉ๋์๋ค!
์ฃ์ ์ฌ๋ง์์ ํด๋ฐฉ๋์๋ค!
์์ ์ป์๋ค! ์์ ์ป์๋ค!
์ฌํ์ ๊ฒฐ๋ฐ๊ณผ ์ง๋ณ์์ ์์ ์ป์๋ค!
์ฃผ์ฒดํ ์ ์๋ ๊ธฐ์จ์ผ๋ก ์ถฉ๋งํด์ก๋ค. ๋ชธ๊ณผ ๋ง์์ ๋ถ๋ฉ์ด์ฒ๋ผ ๋จ๊ฑฐ์ ๋ค.
๋๋ผ์ด ์ผ์ ๊ณ์๋์๋ค. ๋ ํ ๋ฒ ํ์์ด ์ด๋ ธ๋ค. ๋ด ์ํผ์ด ์ก์ ์์ ๋น ์ ธ๋์ ๊ณต์ค์ ๋ ์๋ ๊ฒ ๊ฐ์๋ค. ํ๋๋์ ํ๋๊ฐ ์๋ ์๋ก ๋ค๋ฅธ ๋์ ๋ ๋ชจ์ต์ ๋ณด์ฌ์ฃผ์
จ๋ค. ํ๋์ ๋๋ ๋๋ฌผ ์ฝง๋ฌผ ํ๋ฆฌ๋ฉฐ ์๋๋ ค ํ๊ฐํ๋ ๋ชจ์ต์ด์๋ค. ๋์์ ๋ค๋ฅธ ํ๋์ ๋๋ ์น ํ ๋ช
์ ํ์
ํ๊ฒ ์๊ธด ์ด์ธ์๋ค์๊ฒ ํฌ์๋์ด ์์๋ค. ํฌ์๋ฅผ ๋นํ ๋๋ ๊ผผ์งํ ์ ์์๋ค. ์ด์ธ์๋ค ๊ฐ์ด๋ฐ ๋์ฅ์ผ๋ก ๋ณด์ด๋ ์๊ฐ ํฐ ์ฒ ํด๋ฅผ ๋ค๊ณ ๋ด ์์ผ๋ก ๋ค๊ฐ์ค๋๋ ๊ทธ ์ฒ ํด๋ก ๋์ ์ ์๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์ฌ์ ์์ด ๋ด๋ฆฌ์ณค๋ค. ํ๊ถ๋๋ฅผ ๋ฐฐ์ด ๋๋ ์ผ์์ ์๋ก ์ฌ๋ ค ๋ด๋ฆฌ์น๋ ์ฒ ํด๋ฅผ ๋ง๊ณ ๏ผ์๋ ํ์ ๋คํด ์ค๋ฅธ์์ผ๋ก ๋ค๋น๋ ๋์ฅ์ ๋ช
์น๋ฅผ ์น๋ฉด์ ์ธ์ณค๋ค.“์ฃผ ์์์ ์ด๋ฆ์ผ๋ฅด ๋ฌผ๋ฌ๊ฐ๋ผ!” ์๊ฐ ๊ธ์๋ฅผ ๋ง์ ๋์ฅ์ ๋น๋ช
์ ์ง๋ฅด๋ฉฐ ๊ณ ๊พธ๋ผ์ก๊ณ ๋๋จธ์ง ์ฌ๋๋ค๋ ํผ๋น๋ฐฑ์ฐํ๋ฉฐ ์คํ๋์ณค๋ค. ์ฐ๋ฌ์ ธ ์๋ ๊ทธ ์ฌ๋์ ์์ธํ ๋ณด๋ ์ฌ๋์ด ์๋๋ผ ์์ฒญ๋๊ฒ ํฐ ๋ฑ์ด์๋ค. ๋ ํ๋ฅผ ๊ธธ๊ฒ ๋นผ๊ณ “๊ฝฅ! ๊ฝฅ!”ํ๋ฉฐ ์ ์ํ๋๋ ๊ผฌ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ์ฐ์ ํธ๋๋ํธ๋๋ ๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ๋ฉฐ ์ฃฝ์ด๋ฒ๋ ธ๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ ํ๋๋ก๋ถํฐ ํฐ ์์ฑ์ด ์ธ ๋ฒ ๋ฐ๋ณตํ์ฌ ๋ค๋ ธ๋ค. “์ด๋ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ค๋ ์์ ์์ ์๋ ์๋ช
์ ์ฑ๋ น์ ๋ฒ์ด ์ฃ์ ์ฌ๋ง์ ๋ฒ์์ ๋๋ฅผ ํด๋ฐฉํ์์์ด๋ผ”(๋กฌ 8:2)
์ค๋ ๋๋ฅผ ํด๋ฐฉ์์ผฐ๋ค!
๋ด๊ฐ ๋๋ฅผ ์์ ์ผ ํ๋ ธ๋ผ!
๊ธฐ์จ์ ๋๋ฌผ์ด ๋บจ์ ์ ์ จ๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ ์๋ฒฝ ๊ฐํ๊ณ ๋ฅํ์ ์ฑ๋ น์ด ๋ด๊ฒ ์ํ ๊ฒ์ด์๋ค. ๋ ์ํด ์ญ์๊ฐ์ ๋ชป ๋ฐํ ์ฃฝ์ผ์ ํ ์ฌ๋ง ๊ถ์ธ ์ด๊ธฐ๊ณ ๋ค์ ์ฌ์ ์์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ค๋๊ฐ ์ง๊ธ ๋์ ๋ง์์ ์ฑ์ ์ผ๊ณ ๋ด ์์ ๋ค์ด์จ ๊ฒ์ด๋ค. ๋ง์์ ๋จ๊ฒ๊ณ ์จ๋ชธ์ ๋ถ๋ฉ์ด์ฒ๋ผ ๋จ๊ฒ๊ฒ ๋ฌ์์ฌ๋ ๋ค.
๊ทธ๋์ ๋ด ์์ ๊ณ ์ง๊ณผ ๊ต๋ง๊ณผ ๊ฑฐ์ง๋ ์์๋ฅผ ๋๋ฌ๋ด๋ฉฐ ์ธ์ํ๋ ์ฃ๊ฐ ๋๋ฅผ ์ฌ๋ง์ ์ค๋ก ๋งค๊ณ ์์์์ ๊นจ๋ซ๊ฒ ๋์๋ค. ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ํ๊ฐ๋ ๋ด ํ๊ณผ ๋ด ์์ง๋ก ๋๋ ๊ฒ์ด ์๋๋ฉฐ ์ค๋ ์ฐธ๊ณ ๊ธฐ๋ค๋ ค ์ฃผ์ ํ๋๋์ ์ฌ๋๊ณผ ์ฐ๋ฆฌ ์ฃผ ์์ ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์ค๋์ ์ํ์ ์ฑ๋ น์ ๋์ฐ์ฌ์ผ๋ก ๊ฐ๋ฅํ๋ค๋ ์ฌ์ค์ ๊นจ๋ซ๊ฒ ๋์๋ค.
์ฌ๋ ๋ฐ์ธ์ ์ ์๊ณ ๋ฐฑ์ด ์๊ฐ๋ฌ๋ค. “ํ๋๋๏ผ์๊ด๋ฐ์ผ์์ต์์. ๋์ ๋๋ ๊ฒ์ ํ๋๋์ ์ํ์
๋๋ค!” ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ ๊ณง ์์๋๊ป์ ํ์ ์ฌ๋ฌ ๋ง์๋ค์ด ์๊ฐ๋ฌ๋ค. “๊ทธ๊ฐ ์์ ์ฃ์ ๋ํ์ฌ ์์ ๋ํ์ฌ ์ฌํ์ ๋ํ์ฌ ์ธ์์ ์ฑ
๋งํ์๋ฆฌ๋ผ”(์ 16:8)
“๊ทธ๋ฌ๋ ์ง๋ฆฌ์ ์ฑ๋ น์ด ์ค์๋ฉด ๊ทธ๊ฐ ๋ํฌ๋ฅผ ๋ชจ๋ ์ง๋ฆฌ ๊ฐ์ด๋ฐ๋ก ์ธ๋ํ์๋ฆฌ๋ ๊ทธ๊ฐ ์ค์ค๋ก ๋งํ์ง ์๊ณ ์ค์ง ๋ค์ ๊ฒ์ ๋งํ๋ฉฐ ์ฅ๋ ์ผ์ ๋ํฌ์๊ฒ ์๋ฆฌ์๋ฆฌ๋ผ”(์ 16:13)
“๊ทธ ๋ ์๋ ๋ด๊ฐ ์๋ฒ์ง ์์๏ผ๋ํฌ๊ฐ ๋ด ์์๏ผ๋ด๊ฐ ๋ํฌ ์์ ์๋ ๊ฒ์ ๋ํฌ๊ฐ ์๋ฆฌ๋ผ”(์ 14:20)
๋๋ ๋ฒ๋ก ์ผ์ด๋์ ์๋ฐฐ๋น ์์ ๋น๋น ๋๋ฉฐ ์ถค์ ์ถ์๋ค. ๊ธฐ์จ์ ๊ฐ์ถ ์๊ฐ ์์๋ค. ๋์น๋ ํ์๊ณผ ๊ธฐ์จ์ด ๋๋ฅผ ํ์๊ฒ ๋ฐ๊ฒ ํ์๋ค. ์๊ฐ์ ๋ฒ์จ ์๋ฒฝ ๋ค์ ๋ฐ์ด์๋ค. ์ ์ด ์์์ก๋ค. ์๋ฐฐ๋น ์ฅ์์์ ๋์ ๋จ์ ์ ๋น ์ก๋ค. ํ์ฐธ์ ์๋ค๊ฐ ์๋ง์ ์ฐฌ์๋์๋ค๊ณผ ์ค์ผ์คํธ๋ผ ๋จ์๋ค์ ์ฐ์ฃผ ์๋ฆฌ์ ๋์ ๋ด๋ค. ๊ฐ๋์ ์ธ ํ์์ด์๋ค. ์์นจ 6์์๋ค. ํ์ด์ ์ ๋ํ๋ ๋น๋ฌ๋ค. ์ ๋ง์ ํฌํ๋ฌ๋๋ฌด ์๋ค์ด ์๋ผ์ ์น๋ฉฐ ์ถค์ ์ถ์๋ค. ์ ์์ ๊นจ์ด๋ ์ ๋ค์ ์ง์ ๊ท๋ ์๋ฆฌ๋ ์ฃผ๋์ ์ํ๋ฅผ ๋์ด๋ ์ฐฌ์์ด์๊ณ ๋๋ญ๊ฐ์ง ์ฌ์ด๋ก ์ง๋๋ ๋ฐ๋์ ๋ฐ์ด์ฌ๋ฆฐ ์๋ฆฌ์ฒ๋ผ ํ์จํ๋ค.
๊ทธ๋ ๋ฐค ‘๋ณ์ ๊ณ ์ณ์ฃผ์๋ฉด ๋ชจ๋ ๊ฒ ๋ค ๋ฐ์ณ ์ฃผ์ ๋ณต์์ ์ํด ์ด ์๋ช
๊น์ง ๋ฐ์น๊ฒ ์ต๋๋ค’ ๋ผ๊ณ ๊ธฐ๋ํ ๊ฒ์ด ๊ณง ํ๋๋๊ป ํ ์์์ด์์์ ํ๋ ์๊ฒ ๋์๋ค. ์ด๋ก์จ ๋ด ์ธ์ ์ 2๋ง๏ผ์ฆ ๋ค์ผ๋ก ์ฐ ์ธ์์ด ์์ ๋์๋ค.
Chapter 1 Those Days That I Want to Erase
Episode 4 - The Day I Was Born Again
From head to toe, I was filled with the conviction that Jesus Christ is my only Savior. I heard the voice of the Lord. It was a loud and majestic sound like thunder. I knelt down and prayed for three hours. My mind calmed down little by little, and my anxiety and fear disappeared. “The Living God, please heal my sickness. If You heal my disease that doctors could not cure, I will dedicate my life to God for the rest of my life.” Then I heard a small voice of the Lord in my heart. “Woe to you, teachers of the law and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside are full of the bones of the dead and everything unclean. In the same way, on the outside you appear to people as righteous but on the inside you are full of hypocrisy and wickedness.” This is Matthew 23:27-28 that I had read that day in the morning.
The Pharisees were one of the many denominations at that time. They appear to be diligent and trustworthy on the outside, earning praise from many people. In reality, only the outer packaging was nice, but the inside was hypocritical. So the Lord rebuked them for their hypocrisy. That night the Lord said that the Pharisee who was hypocritical was none other than me. I couldn't help but be surprised. It was a big shock. Suddenly tears welled up in my eyes. The ridge of my nose was sore, and soon my face was covered with tears. In the meantime, like the Pharisees, I did everything to look good outside to people. Things flashed through like a scene from a movie one by one. In the meantime, God has been recording my religious life of hypocrisy with a video camera in heaven through angels and showed it to me.
The pastor of my hometown church was born in the countryside, so he always spoke in (Jeolla-do) southern dialect when preaching. In my heart, I thought, ‘Why does a pastor who is supposed to be the best intellect speak with a Southern accent? He should use a standard language.” He does not make an effort.” I couldn’t help but look down on the pastor without realizing it.
Then a bar graph of church offerings appeared. At that time, not many church members at rural churches could give cash other than grain as an offering, so individual church members set up monthly offerings to run the church.
A bar graph of the monthly offering posted on the wall inside the chapel and displayed whenever the offering was made. Most of the church members gave their offerings with all their hearts. There were also some people who could not continue to give their offerings because of financial difficulty. When I looked at the graph and judged in my heart. 'Why do they make promises they can't handle!' My monthly offering bar graph was filled up one by one, so the lead pastor or deacons in charge of finances often praised me in front of other church members. “Mr Nakjoong Choi has good faith~” However, I was well aware that all church members do not disclose the amount when giving monthly offerings, and I cleverly used it. When other people decided their monthly donations, and offered a couple hundred dollars but I set up a dollar as my monthly donation and was checking the offering bar graph. I planted little and wanted to be praised by people, so I was a modern Pharisee. I have deceived my conscience and my fellow believers. I felt ashamed and pierced by my conscience every time my sins were clearly displayed, scene by scene, as if a film was being turned by a projector.
True repentance is not by my will. It is done by confessing the sins that are clearly revealed in the bright light of the Holy Spirit. Repentance is done by God. That night I confessed my sins with my own mouth and shed tears of sorrow. My sins revealed before God were only so ugly, smelly, and dirty that I couldn't bear to see them with my eyes open. Until this moment, my prayers were not to fulfill God's will, but were merely my own complaints. After all, because of the futility of life and the pain caused by disease, it was howling. The heart beating and mourning and repentance continued until 4:00 in the morning. When I confessed all my sins, peace came to my heart and joy welled up.
It was peace I had never experienced before. From head to toe, I was filled with the conviction that Jesus Christ is my only Savior. I heard the voice of the Lord. It was a loud, majestic sound like thunder. “Nakjoong, I did not abandon you. I love you!” “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit who gives life has set you free from the law of sin and death.” (Rom 8:1-2, NIV). These words were carved into my soul, and hymns burst out from my mouth.
Liberated! Liberated!
Freed from sin and death!
You got freedom! You got freedom!
Freed from Satan's bonds and diseases!
I was filled with uncontrollable joy. My body and mind were hot like a ball of fire. Amazing things continued. Another vision opened. It seemed that my soul had escaped from my body and was floating in the air. God showed me two different sides of me, not one. One side of me got down and repented with tears. At the same time, the other of me was besieged by seven or eight fiercely looking murderers. I was unable to move by being surrounded. Among the killers, a man who seemed to be a captain approached me and mercilessly struck me on the top of my head with a large mace. Having learned the Korean martial art,
Taekwondo, I raised my left hand up to block the blow of the mace, and shouted “In the name of Jesus” with all my might. I commanded, go away!” as I struck the captain's stomach with my right hand. At that moment, the captain who was hit by a vital point screamed and fell down, and the others ran away in panic. I looked closely at the one who fell down. It was not a human, but a very large serpent. It groaned with the splitted tongue out, then stretched out its tail and thumped to death. Immediately a loud voice was heard from heaven, repeated three times. “Because through Christ Jesus the law of the Spirit who gives life has set you free from the law of sin and death” (Romans 8:2, NIV).
“I delivered you today! I set you free!”
Tears of joy dropped down my cheeks. That morning the mighty Holy Spirit came upon me. Jesus Christ, who was crucified and died for me and then rose again after overcoming the power of death,
made my body a temple and came into me. My heart and my whole body got hot like a ball of fire.
I realized that the sin of my stubbornness, arrogance, and false self, bound me with the ropes of death. I came to realize that repentance is not possible by my own strength and will, but by the love of God who has patiently waited for a long time, by the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the help of the Holy Spirit. I remembered the apostle Paul's confession of faith. “But by the grace of God I am what I am,...” (1 Corinthians 15:10, NIV)
And soon I remembered the words that Jesus said. ”When He comes, He will prove the world to be in the wrong about sin and righteousness and judgment” (John 16:8, NIV)
“But when he, the Spirit of truth, comes, he will guide you into all the truth. He will not speak on his own; he will speak only what he hears, and he will tell you what is yet to come.” (John 16:13, NIV)
“On that day you will realize that I am in my Father, and you are in me, and I am in you.” (NIV, John 14:20)
I jumped up and danced around the chapel. I couldn't hide my joy. The overflowing peace and joy made me run vigorously. It was already 4:30 am.
I felt terribly sleepy. I lay down on one of the chapel pews and slept like a log. After sleeping for a long time, I woke up to the sound of choir singing
and orchestra playing. It was fantastic. It was 6am. The sunlight was exceptionally bright. A number of poplar leaves clapped their hands and danced. The chirping of the waking birds was an exalted praise of the Lord's grace, and the wind blowing through the branches was calm like the sound of a violin.
That night, when I prayed, ‘If you heal me, I will dedicate my life to the Lord and the gospel. I found out later that it was a vow I had made to God. This is the beginning of the second
act of my life, the life I live now as an extra.
