Imagine that you are a Gentile, such as a Roman or Greek, and put yourself into a first-century pagan mindset. What would you think if you heard of a man who went around healing people? You would probably think that he was a god. What if you heard of a man driving out evil spirits and granting divine forgiveness of people’s sins? You would think he was some kind of god. If you heard of a man raising someone from the dead, you would surely think of him as a god. What if you heard of a man miraculously feeding a crowd, and controlling the weather by commanding a storm to stop? You would think he was a god.

Everyone has a past. Everyone has had a beginning. We all took those small steps to get to where we are today. Some have taken paths that were more rugged than others. Some have taken paths that have been slightly easier. We have all journeyed down this road called life. Many times there were forks in the road, and decisions had to be made, both good and bad. Some parts we do not want to tread again, some parts we wish we could walk once more.

When I moved to my new (yet quite old) apartment in Seoul, I was super annoyed that my shower didn’t work properly. It oscillated between scalding and freezing at random and often lost pressure multiple times per shower. How could I live like this?!