In Ju Kim joined Father in Pyongyang, North Korea, in 1946.

I went to see Father every day, and each day I received so many blessings, so much of the Holy Spirit. Some mornings I didn't realize whether I was in my body or out of it, because prophecies were flowing out of my mouth. Every morning, I would look around and God would show me what the new Garden of Eden looked like. Every day I would hear His voice in my ears. I would go to hear the young man talk, and I came home and received great blessings from God. This was happening all the time. Also I constantly had spiritual dreams. In one dream all the kings of the world came to Father and bowed down to him. Father was just 27 years old and I was 30 years old. This dream was fulfilled in October in Seoul at the time of the 6,000 couples Blessing, when representatives from all over the world gathered before Father. When I had these dreams, I usually went to Father to tell him about what I received. Yet before I could even speak anything, he would say, "Well, did you see all the kings come to me and bow down to me like that?" He always knew what I had dreamed and told me before I could even open my mouth.

One day I had a dream in which God told me that the words in Isaiah 60 will be realized by this young man, Father. So the next day when I saw Father again he greeted me with the words, "Did God tell you last night that Isaiah 60 would be realized?" I really had to look again at this young man. Who is this person who knows my dreams? Who can tell before I speak what my dreams were the night before? I decided that this was the man I must follow. He was the one to whom I must confide all my things, the one who should decide things for me. It was clear that I must give him all my attention and confidence.

From that moment on, I couldn't go back to my Presbyterian church, where I had been an ideal member, the treasurer of the teenage group, and a Sunday school student and teacher.

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The Sabbath came. I was a member of the Jangdae-yeon Church in Pyongyang under Rev. Kim Gwan-sik at that time. I had already turned thirty and was married with two sons and two daughters. Father was twenty- seven years old. He was so spiritual that he wept as he sang hymns. I had been to many revival services, and though I had seen evangelists sweat while giving sermons, I had never seen one sweat while singing hymns. And in all my experiences in going to see many pastors, I had never seen one of them shed both sweat and tears while singing. I thought to myself, "This is a very strange man." I wondered how someone could cry while singing hymns. Then I found myself crying also. As I cried, I heard Father praying; it was the most spiritual prayer ever. That was the first time I'd heard such a prayer. Though I had seen any number of evangelists, I had never heard such a spiritual prayer before.

After praying, Father looked up the hymn "O thou in Whose Presence" and started singing it over and over again, from the first verse to the fifth, and back again to the first, all the while weeping his heart out. I could not help crying with him, feeling utter sympathy for Jesus, who died nailed to the cross, wearing a crown of thorns and having been pierced by a spear. What sin had he committed to deserve such a fate?

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When Father said the Lord was coming to Korea, my gratitude overflowed. The tears continued, and though the room was full of other members, I was the only one who was crying unceasingly. I was embarrassed. The prayer room of the house was separated from the spare room by a paper-covered sliding door. This door suddenly opened and Jesus came in. I felt joy at seeing him. I clung to Jesus and wept and wept. He put his hand on my head and prayed that we all go on to reach our final destination though the path we have to follow through this land is over rugged ground. After praying in the name of the Lord, he vanished. He was nowhere to be found, though I had seen him come in through the sliding door. When I lifted my eyes I saw Father standing there. That's when I realized that he is Jesus; he is the Lord. I was grateful, and I grew ever so much more grateful with the passage of time.

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Next, there was a place called Taedong Security Center, located in the sand fields of Pyongyang. Father was taken there and beaten yet again, and so severely that he was on the verge of death. We were confident that God would see him through all such beatings, but to see him beaten for no reason at all tore at our hearts and wrung our heartstrings. All of you, I ask you not to leave the Unification Church; stay until the end. Our Father received all these beatings for no one else but us. He was beaten time and again, but because he has endured, the Unification Church can thrive today. He was beaten to such an extent that he started throwing up blood. He vomited blood into a common washbasin. He could not get down even a bite of food without starting to vomit blood again.

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He was placed outside the walls, and the members brought him home. Father vomited so much blood that it filled the washbasin to the brim. We all thought he would not make it after such blood loss. [Kim] Wonpil went to an oriental clinic by the name of Baekjoong and had medicine made for Father. He decocted it and made Father drink it. Father was incapacitated for a few days, almost as if he were dead with no hope of living, but then he started giving sermons to us. We thought he should get well before he started speaking again, but he went on nonetheless giving sermon after sermon. In this way, after being released from prison, it was almost as if Father was brought back to life at Kim Jeong-hwa's home.[1]