Hyun Shil Kang met Father in Pusan in 1952 when she went to witness him for her church.

At that time, my life was totally dedicated to God and Jesus. I was like a crazy person. Every day I had to pray three or four hours, read more than 30 pages in the Bible, visit more than three homes.

But once I started looking for that young man-or maybe there were two young men-it was difficult, because the directions I had been given were too vague; I only knew the name of the village and that they were two young men living by themselves, cooking for themselves, no women around. When I got there, I stopped many people and asked them whether they had heard about two young men cooking for themselves, staying together, doing strange things. At last, one lady said, "If you go straight up the hill, you will find a spring and beside it two young men are living. Also, their house is not the usual kind; it is a hut, worse than a beggar's home."

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My first impression was that he had been doing hard work, perhaps in a factory. His green pants were ragged and dirty; his jacket was chestnut colored and well worn; his socks were ragged army socks; his shoes were of rubber. When he saw me, he asked where I was from. I answered, "I am from the Pom Chon Church, down in the village."

Suddenly he said to me, "God has been giving you so much love, since seven years ago."

Then I began to think, "What have I been doing for these past seven years? What happened seven years ago?'" Then I remembered that it was exactly seven years earlier that I had made the determination to dedicate my whole life to God. Father then said, "Today is a very special day; you are very fortunate to be here." (Later I found out this was the very day he had finished writing the original manuscript of Principle.)

He had a very strong feeling that God had promised to give him many disciples and followers. When he finished writing that original copy, he climbed up the hill and prayed earnestly, "Heavenly Father, You promised me that I would meet so many wonderful people; but since I came down to South Korea I haven't met even one single person. So please, Heavenly Father, send me somebody with whom I can talk about the Principle."

The Divine Principle which you study now starts with a general introduction, followed by the Principle of Creation, Fall of Man, etc., leading up to the Second Advent. But Father spoke to me first about the last part, how the messiah should come-not on the clouds but in the flesh, like you and me.

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Dinner was served on a tiny pine table, just big for one person. There was no rice, just barley, and it was the badly-hulled type the government gave to poor refugees. In addition to the barley, there was some kimchee, turned sour with old age, and bean curd.

At the dinner table, Father asked me to offer a prayer, but after listening to him speak for three hours, I couldn't collect my thoughts to pray; I was already exhausted spiritually, like pickled kimchee! I think now that had I left before dinner, without hearing that prayer, I would not be here today. I would not have become a Unification Church member. But Father's prayer was so moving, so tearful. "I would like to fulfill Your will," he prayed. "I would like to solve Your grief. I would like to console You.

Heavenly Father, You have been longing to find someone who can fulfill Your will. I want to fulfill Your will and restore the world." I was so moved by that prayer.

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Although the revelation and Father's speeches were so wonderful, the reality was so difficult. The other churches were crowded with so many people and offered so much external inspiration. But this church had only Father, Won Pil Kim, Grandmother Oak, and sometimes Mr. Aum. That was all. I couldn't believe what kind of church this was. I couldn't accept the reality. So I thought I would stop coming.

One day I decided to quit and be done with it. On the way to see Father, I stopped by a clump of trees and made a resolve to say goodbye to Father.

Usually, whenever I came, Father was happy to see me. But that day was different. He didn't come out to greet me with a big smile; he wouldn't even come out to see me. "I have to go into the room and say something to him," I felt.

"What happened to you?" Father asked me. "What are you thinking about?" "Nothing," I answered.

"Then I have to tell you something," he answered. "You decided not to come to this church anymore. On your way here you stopped by some pine trees and strengthened your resolve to quit."

"This man is something special!" I mused. I felt as if he knew my whole life, and I was afraid.

Father appealed to me and pleaded with me for several hours. "I don't want to go this difficult way either, but Heavenly Father gave me this mission and asked me to do it. If anyone else were willing to take up this mission and fulfill it, I would give everything to him. But I have no choice. I have to do it." With tears, Father explained God's situation. When he said this, my heart was completely melted.