Elder-Elect Heeseok Seo (3-28th Parish, 2-4 Men's Mission)



Three generations of the family gathered together after Sunday morning service. (From the right, Elder-elect Heeseok Seo; Brother Jeongho Seo, his father, who was healed of the after affects of a stroke; Deaconess Bokhee Ryu, his mother who was healed of arthritis and gastritis; Deaconess Geumsoon Lee, his wife; and Brother Kiwon Seo and Bowon Seo, his sons.


I yearned for the heavenly kingdom more and more over time, but I had a problem which had yet to be solved; my parents had not yet been evangelized. My parents put their best efforts into raising us and I was eager to evangelize them. I wanted them to enter Heaven and enjoy eternal and happy lives there. That was my earnest hope.

I prayed fervently for their salvation. My wife served them as well as she served her own parents. We often visited them. My father was quite stubborn. He said, "Just mind your own Christian lives and leave us be!"

We served my mother, who was less stubborn, with all our hearts and minds to lead her to our church. She finally started to attend the church in 2005. She lives in Seongnam, Gyeong-gi Do which is very far from the church. But with a thankful heart, I picked her up to help her attend church every week.

She was even healed of her arthritis and gastritis completely through Dr. Jaerock Lee's prayer. Afterwards, she has never complained that it is far, but attended church with happiness.

Nevertheless, I always thought of my father. I decided to act like my father's hands or feet. I took him wherever he wanted to go for either business or any other reason. Although I was very busy running a trading company which designs, manufactures, and distributes model trains, I was happy just being with him.

In the meantime, I had a dream in September, 2009. In the dream, I received a call from my friend saying my father passed away. I went home in a hurry. When I saw him, his face turned pale and black. I thought to myself, 'He has not accepted the Lord. It could never have happened.' I implored God holding my dead father saying, "Father God! Please let him go to Heaven by accepting the Lord as his Savior." Then, his face gained color again. It was a dream.

After the dream, I visited him and talked to him about it. My father did not ignore his son's eagerness to evangelize him any longer. Now, I am waiting for Sunday morning because I can take both my parents to church. I give all thanks and glory to God who gave us such a great blessing!