It was past midnight. Samuel was standing, soaking wet, on the riverbank looking back across the dark water now separating him from his home country of North Korea. Though the night air was cool, he barely noticed. His wildly beating heart was pumping generous amounts of adrenaline throughout his body. I made it!...he thought with elation...I actually made it.
Below are just a few of the many testimonies we receive about lives being impacted and transformed by the Persecuted Christians Ministry of Heaven’s Family.
Is the truth of the gospel more powerful than my fear? Mia could no longer ignore the question—a tsunami of panic now threatened to drown her both emotionally and spiritually. Over the past 3 years Mia has often made the dangerous journey across the border into China to secure food and other life-sustaining supplies for her family that were in short supply in impoverished North Korea. Once safely across the border, she then found a secret refuge where she was welcomed with open arms.
I emerged from the subway at the agreed-upon rendezvous point and straight into a rainstorm. Droplets of water immediately began spilling down my face, making it a challenge to scan the busy street around me for my contact. Then I spotted her across the street, taking shelter in an empty coffee shop. How interesting, I thought, that crowds of hurried South Koreans were unknowingly shuffling by one of the greatest North Korean smugglers of our time.
Something felt wrong. Our driver cautiously pulled our truck to the side of the lonely dirt road. Around us the forest pressed in; all was eerily quiet. Thus far, we had been the only vehicle on in this remote stretch of road, but up ahead, through some branches, we can see the outline of a car—parked across our path. Have we been discovered?
I came to South Korea to meet with a group of people risking their lives to rescue North Korean Christians. Just a few short hours after landing I was running. Around me, Koreans were pounding the pavement as well, their legs moving as fast as their lungs enabled. We were running hard...for exercise. Thankfully, nobody was chasing.