On a chilly day when the seasons were shifting from autumn to winter, I was passing by a dormitory for foreign workers. On one side of the dormitory gate, there were six or seven foreigners gathered together; they were busy making something by hammering on it. I wondered what they were making, and I approached two men who were a little away from the group of people.
“Hello, where are you from?”
“We’re from Sri Lanka.”
They were fluent in Korean.
“What are you making now?”
“It is a present for our parents in our hometown.”
When I looked into the box of wooden boards which they were hammering strongly, I saw a washing machine. They were carefully packing it in a wooden box so it would not be damaged during delivery by ship or airplane.
The washing machine was for the parents of one of them, but they were all wholeheartedly packing it up together as if it was for their own parents. I could feel their earnest hearts that were yearning for their hometown and their parents.
A present for God the Mother … Did I prepare a present for Heavenly Mother so wholeheartedly? Although I knew what kind of present Mother is pleased with the most, I didn’t give any to Her. For this I felt very sorry to Mother. I wanted to quickly find my lost brothers and sisters—the present Mother is pleased with the most—by working together with my brothers and sisters with one mind, just as the foreigners did. At the thought of it, my heart became warm even in the chilly wind.
MJ Kim from Korea