Mr. Pilot, accident, life changing week. Wait what?
So this week has been really interesting. I’ve been going to church since last Monday all through this weekend and even this week coming and next week is another seminar that I agreed to go to.
Not going to lie when I went in Monday wondering what was going to happen. I didn’t think that much would in the first place. Tuesday, my mind started to change a little. By Thursday whatever doubts I had were gone and Friday that was it but I needed to understand something else. So yesterday, with Mr. Pilot sitting beside me everything came together completely.
I changed. My point of view changed. I came to a realization in my life and ended up getting saved yesterday. Like this week has taken a turn I never saw coming. No one forced me to go. No one forced me to do anything. I went at my own free will and found the Lord myself. Everyone there just helped me when I needed it. They were open to whatever questions I had. Mr. Pilot was gone until half way through the seminar Friday. So Monday-most of Friday he wasn’t even in town. He wasn’t supposed to be there until Saturday. Anyways, I did talk about what I thought about each sermon once I got home and he talked with me about it before we went to sleep.
He showed up Friday right before the break and I knew when he popped up. I felt it. It’s insane how I just had the feeling like “oh he’s here. Watch he’s right behind me.” So when break came, I waved right at him without turning around yet and he was all “How did you know?! You never once looked back.” And I told him I just felt him there already. He drove for almost 3 hours straight to the church and basically watched me the entire time. -.- Then he drove me home.
We had planned to meet earlier yesterday but he called and told me that he had an accident. I was super worried but he said he would quickly solve it and come pick me up like 2 hours later. So I ended up baking muffins for him. I was already thinking about it but ran out of time so this allowed me to make some just in time. I finished than and maybe 5 minutes later he was saying he was here to pick me up. We went to the café we went to the first time that we met. It’s literally right there in front of the church, so it was a good place to talk before going there.
We both ordered green tea. He will never let me pay for anything. -.- Anyways, we sat down and talked about how we were doing. Even though we do it by phone almost daily we still had to check face to face. Especially after his accident. In which he forgot to put the car in park and went in his house. When he came out his car was moved and bumped into something getting a slight dent but not harming anyone.
That’s what happens when you are super tired. The classes he has to take are long and time consuming. The homework even takes hours because they have to prepare speeches, examples and everything for these classes. He’s in classes almost 10 hours a day and spends at least 4 hours on homework. I’d be exhausted too.
Anyways, we had a serious conversation. I figured I might as well get it out the way because well if we are to be good friends he needs to know some important details that have shaped me into the person I am today. Most people don’t get that far and if they do they don’t last long around me, as in I never see them again. So, I told him everything. He was shocked, surprised? I stayed quiet after telling him to see his reaction.
I didn’t want to look at him but then he was like “Look at me. It’s ok. I now understand. Also, I’m not going to disappear. I haven’t yet have I? I don’t plan on it. Just remember not to disappear on me. Remember if either of us need anything we should be able to turn to each other. If something is bothering you talk to me, message me somehow, call, something. Don’t think that you are bothering me, because you aren’t. So stop thinking that. I’ve told you that I’m happy when I get your messages. You don’t bother me one bit. If I can’t respond or answer your phone call don’t think that I am ignoring you, I’m just busy and will contact you as soon as I can. You can depend on me, ok?”
Like um…Mr. Pilot what k-drama script did you get? I was not expecting that. Then he told me some of his life and why he ended up being a certain way.
After we got through all that we went through my notes. He was so shocked about how much there was. He was shocked yet impressed haha. We talked about it and I had to ask why he did this to me?
The entire church thing. Just why? Does he do it with all his friends?
He said that at first he wanted to talk with me because he thought about how he feels alone being away from his hometown and realized that foreigners here have to feel it even more. Especially if they don’t speak the language. Plus we can’t just hop in a car or on a train and travel home within a few hours. Well most of us. So he wanted to be friends to exchange languages but to actually build a true friendship. Sharing each other’s languages is only a part of that, but he wants to experience fun things in life like how you will with good friends in your life. The church is a huge part in his life, but he just wondered what I thought about it. He didn’t think it would lead to any of this. Not that it’s a bad thing, but it caught him off guard and made him happy how this week turned out.
When we went to the church and he had to sing. He told me earlier not to laugh because if I do he will too. He also had to wear a suit. I’m so mad I didn’t take any pictures. He was so nervous, it was adorable. He avoided eye contact too until the end. But once again he sings well. I couldn’t look at him much without wanting to laugh because he told me not too. Haha Once it was finished he came to sit beside me quickly. We sat through the seminar. He explained things to me to help. Some he didn’t need to but he kept leaning in every 10-15 minutes to say something.
Sorry but his voice. It’s a normal voice in Korean a little bass. In English it’s slightly deeper. Him saying things quietly? Even deeper. DO NOT DO THAT TO ME IN CHURCH! I needed to pray. Haha
After last night’s seminar everything came full circle to me and I was saved. I was trying so hard not to cry and he knew it. Just looking at me he started tearing up. He was all “It’s ok, don’t cry~” I somehow kept myself together. Somehow. But it was an amazing feeling. I can’t even think of the proper words to explain it. Then having someone to help guide me along the way without any pressure meant so much to me.
We played around with some of the kids there while I was waiting to talk to the pastor. The babies kept crying when Mr. Pilot would get them and I had to ask him why. He came back with “Maybe because I’m so handsome.” and without maybe a second I responded “haha that’s a good response.” He laughed and said, “Maybe they are jealous too.” I’m all “Of what?” He avoided answering that and started asking the kids if they agreed that I was pretty. Like really? hahaha
After talking to the pastor, he drove me home.
While he was driving me home, we sat in a comfortable silence for a little while. Then we started talking. We both were saying how happy we were. I was thanking him because if he never sent a message to me in the first place, if I never responded, if we didn’t live in the same area, if we never took the chance to meet each other. None of this would have happened. He said it was God’s destiny for us to meet and I agree. I always say things happen for a reason. You never know why until later.
I talked to the pastor again today. First, there was the last part of the seminar, then lunch. Mr. Pilot had to leave at 2 so he wasn’t going to be able to see the pastor with me. I can tell he was a bit worried and he told me to send him a message about what happened.
I saw the pastor with a lady that has been nice and checking on me all week. She speaks English pretty well. She lived in London for awhile. So, while talking to the pastor you can tell that he wanted to double check for sure I understood what I was saying. Since there are so many people that go to church just to go and they say they are saved or born again when they really aren’t. You can go to church all the time, that means nothing. The building is just a place for people who are saved to gather. They can gather anywhere.
While we were talking I ended up crying.
I swear I have cried so much this week, but for good reasons. Anyways, after all of that. The pastor congratulated me and welcomed me to the church. Letting me know my next step is to learn the bible more so I can live by it. Which I’m totally up for. I’ve been meaning to read the entire thing lately since I have realized things now that I didn’t when I was younger. Then he told me if I need anything I can ask him or another member of the church.
Met up with the other younger people of the church. The lady who translated told them what happened and they all cheered. Saying “Welcome to the church. You are family now!” We have a bible study starting tomorrow for me with dvds in English. Thank you~!
Not going to lie it felt wonderful. It feels good to know there are people around me I can trust.
Also, I’m skipping some things because this post is getting long.
But, yeah that happened. I sent a message to Mr. Pilot and as soon as he parked his car and got back to the dorm he called. Asking if I’m ok and such.
He has asked if I’m ok so much these week, he doesn’t have to but I appreciate it.
So, yep as of November 28, 2015 I was saved/born again at a church in the countryside of Korea. To make it even more better everything was in 99.999% Korean, the guest pastor was from Busan so he had a different accent haha. Who would have thought? I know I wouldn’t have guessed it in a million years. Oh well, life eh?
Another chapter added in life added after one just closed. A great one finally.
Until next time~ I want to watch a movie or something before I go to bed.
