Snow fell as if someone had sprinkled white rice flour along the ridge.
Even on snowy day, pine trees, deep rooted between the rough rocks, are still green.
 
As someone said, time flies fast as we grew older, a day has passed so fast.
A tough life; I feel pain in my stiff shoulder when I leave the office, and with tears,
I lay down the exhausted day to the Lord, to the bloodstained cross of Jesus.
Then I find rest in the steadfast love of the Lord.

Written by Joo-hyun Bang | Photograph by Yong-bin Kim

Extract from Yonsei Newspaper #370 (Jan.01.2014)