It was November 1952. In the midst of
confusion due to the North-South conflict on the Korean peninsula, I, as a
twenty-six-year-old woman, after fervent prayer, made a promise to God.
Since then I have pulled a heavy cart up the hill, utilizing all my
strength. There were times when my work load overwhelmed me and times when
people insulted me. Nevertheless, the wide eyes of the little children
sustained my strength and their undivided pure love gave me new hope and
courage.
Although at times I felt as if I were standing in the wilderness alone, I
became a fearless soldier to protect their rights and a comforting mother to
dry their tears and ease their heartaches. My endless prayers became hymns
of praise as I kept pulling the cart.
These thoughts came to my mind when I heard the amazing news that I was
chosen for the Magsaysay Award. However, a voice from within warned that the
prize is not for me alone. It is for the many whose names are not known and
who receive no glory, those who through thirty-eight long, hard years have
supported, helped, and enabled me to pull the cart. I accept this totally
unexpected honor as a representative of the many who have worked for the
success of our endeavors; I also accept it with a deep and serious sense of
responsibility.
I humbly offer this aging body and soul to continue to work for the
betterment of mentally and physically disabled children. I pray that God
uses the rest of my life to help me guide these children to live as
dignified human beings and to utilize their God-given talents for greater
happiness and hope. I see this award as a manifestation of God's grace and
of his renewed promise for the disabled children at Ai Kwang Won.
We realize and truly appreciate how fortunate we are through observing those
who are less fortunate, and we learn the precious lesson that their
suffering and pain might have been ours. I appeal to all of you. It is not
only a nation or government's responsibility but also the responsibility of
churches, social groups, and individuals to reach out and provide assistance
to the less fortunate. I consider myself an early-morning church bell,
reminding the world that some of our neighbors need us and that we must
share whatever we, as "normal people," have—our love, health, material
gifts, time, and talents.
During my long years in this work, I have come to realize that the miracle
in the Bible, of how Jesus fed the multitudes with five loaves and two
fishes, was not only a miracle of two thousand years ago. I have personally
witnessed and experienced this kind of miracle over and over all around me.
As I use this prize money to reconstruct the old school classroom buildings
for my two hundred disabled children, I call on all of you to pray that the
same miracle may happen again.
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