Immigrant Church
Bruised but Not Broken
Tales of a Korean Immigrant Church
By Dae Shik Kim Hawkins Jr. and Rev. Joseph Yoo

I had no other choice but to grow up in a Korean immigrant church — my dad was the pastor. Wednesdays, Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays were church days. Wednesday for the midweek service; Friday for youth group when I was old enough; Saturday for Rainbow School (c’mon Korean church folks, you know what I’m talking about); and Sunday for, you know, church.

Bruised but Not Broken
Tales of a Korean Immigrant Church
By Dae Shik Kim Hawkins Jr. and Rev. Joseph Yoo

“You don’t put a frog in already boiling water because it’ll jump out immediately. Too hot. You put the frog in room temperature water first. Then as the water begins to boil, he’ll wonder why it’s getting so hot. And then, next thing you know, it’s too hot and he’s cooked. That’s how it works with sin. You compromise on the small things and then next thing you know, you’re in hot water not knowing how to get out.”

Bruised but Not Broken
Tales of a Korean Immigrant Church
By Dae Shik Kim Hawkins Jr. and Rev. Joseph Yoo

The biggest scars we carry in life are not caused by random strangers. They’re given to us by the people we once loved and trusted, the people we allowed to love us. Sometimes these wounds heal. Other times we pick at the scabs and reopen the wound time after time.

Bruised but Not Broken
Tales of a Korean Immigrant Church
By Dae Shik Kim Hawkins Jr. and Rev. Joseph Yoo

Working at a church can often strengthen your faith journey. But a lot of times, working at a church is like taking a peek into seeing how sausages are made. As the saying goes, you don’t want to know how the sausage is made because you won’t want to eat it anymore. Working at churches can expose us to the behind-the-scenes of ministry, and at times, the things we discover can never be unseen.