August 2025 will be remembered not primarily for the places I traveled, the sermons I preached, or even the books I published, but for the people I encountered along the way. As Martin Buber once wrote, “All real living is meeting.” Life...
moreAugust 2025 will be remembered not primarily for the places I traveled, the sermons I preached, or even the books I published, but for the people I encountered along the way. As Martin Buber once wrote, “All real living is meeting.” Life at its deepest level is about encounter—the mysterious, Spirit-filled meeting between one person and another, where God Himself often draws near.
This month, my journey stretched between Korea and Cambodia. Two countries, two cultures, two very different settings—yet the common thread was always people. Whether it was sitting across a table in Seoul, praying in Phnom Penh, or walking along the river with friends, the moments that mattered most were not in the scenery but in the faces of those I met.
In Korea, I was blessed to reconnect with long-time friends, family, and ministry partners. I celebrated with the Oasis staff who welcomed Jenny back with a feast. I sat across from Pastor Ken and Professor BJ over sushi, remembering decades of friendship that have matured into present collaboration. I laughed with DK at Agapao Café, listening in awe to his testimony of producing music for YG Entertainment while remaining a faithful intercessor. Each conversation reminded me that God has planted faithful men and women in every sphere of life, and that our stories intersect in ways that reveal His greater story.
I also had the joy of reconnecting with family—dinners in Chung Dam Dong with the Oh’z family, filled with memories of the past and gratitude for how God has lifted the next generation. I visited art exhibits, where friends like Ryan Kim displayed the fruit of years of growth, marriage, and creativity. Each of these encounters, though ordinary on the surface, carried the extraordinary weight of God’s providence.
In Cambodia, my days were just as full, though the settings were different. At Oasis House, Jenny and I shared in devotion and even a moving foot-washing ceremony with our staff. These brothers and sisters, many of whom have grown alongside us for nearly a decade, are no longer colleagues—they are family. I met with Missionary Kim and his wife, sharing not just a meal but the encouragement of two couples who have given their lives to the same calling. I rejoiced as Sophea began teaching Jenny’s book on Inner Healing, a visible fruit of discipleship as the next generation of Khmer leaders rises up.
Even the seemingly small encounters carried eternal weight. Sharing lunch with Nit, once a teenage boy we knew and now a father and minister, filled me with gratitude for the long arc of God’s work in a life. Meeting Juvie, a young Cambodian rapper, stirred my heart with new possibilities of music and message intertwining to save lives from despair. Sitting with my South African brother Morne, I found myself asking, “Are you a hill or a mountain?”—a conversation that pointed us both back to obedience over appearance.
Looking back, I realize that this month’s testimony is less about the accomplishments—the books published, the lectures given, the swimming milestones recorded—and more about the people God wove into my journey. Each meeting was like a brushstroke on the canvas of this month, and together they reveal a portrait of grace, friendship, and mission.
Martin Buber’s reminder echoes in my heart: “Life is about encounter.” When I sat with professors, pastors, cousins, or young leaders, I was meeting more than just individuals. I was meeting God’s image-bearers, His workmanship, His beloved children. In their stories, I heard God’s voice. In their struggles, I saw Christ’s compassion. In their joy, I tasted the fellowship of the Spirit.
This month has taught me again that ministry is not primarily about programs, numbers, or even books, but about people. Every encounter is holy ground, every conversation an opportunity for God’s Kingdom to break in. May this testimony, woven out of many such encounters, bear witness to the truth that God is with us—not in abstract theories, but in the flesh-and-blood meetings of life.