Write an essay in which you tell us about someone who has made an impact on your life and explain how and why this person is important to you.
In a lifetime, people come and go, but there are those few special individuals that change a life of a person. Pastor Walton was the person that came in my life; he restored the missing father-figure that was substantial in my childhood.
July 2, 2002 was the day I moved into America to receive an education that was not provided in Korea. That was the day when I have been separated with my beloved father. Speaking very limited english, my father was forced to stay in Samsung Company in Korea because both mother and father were afraid that he would not be able to get a sustainable job in the US. Screaming with horror is an understatement. Years have passed since I had the chance to hold my father's hand. Day by day my heart slowly crumbled.
My mother, sister, and I attended Heaven Song Church every Sunday, which was only 5 minute walk away from our house. In the youth group, I would always volunteer to express my ideas and help out- even if it might be setting up chairs and tables or cleaning up at the end of the day. Right away, it seemed like the youth pastor, Pastor Walton, took a liking of me. One day he invited my family to his house. Even though I felt reluctant to visit him at first, I began to visit him more frequently. Each time I talked with him, I felt the comfort, kindness, and love that remained vacant in my heart for many years. After school, I would knock on his door and he would greet me with a wide grin and a hug. I would sit next to him on the brown, leather couch and finish my homework with Pastor Walton while his wife baked the most excellent cookies for me. Pastor Walton was the missing pillar in my heart; without him I would have collapsed.
As I grew older, I contributed much of my time in Heaven Song Church. Attending church was very beneficial for me during high school because it gave me strength, hope, and refreshment. My dedication and passion towards the church since my childhood were noticed and as a result, Pastor Walton promoted me as the Youth Team Leader. As the YTL, I followed the footsteps of Pastor Walton. He not only taught me about the religion, but also emphasized worldly values as well- leadership, relationship, management, and so forth.
The church was in its own bubble and did not interact with the outside world very well. After I took my position, I tried to influence Senior Pastor Kim to impact the lives of the people not only inside but also outside the church. The process was difficult and tedious but he later confirmed my plan. Mission trips occurred in regions all over the world including Africa, but the most memorable one was the first one- in Santa Ana. As the part of the worship team, my guitar playing and singing greatly touched their hearts as they poured out tears and cries. Although the crowd consisted of only about twenty people, I believe it was the most powerful one. I put everything Pastor Walton has taught me into use; my speech roared with power and my relationship with my fellow people were unbreakable. My life skills have significantly increased in the past four years and contributed greatly towards the church by transforming it to an active church.
Pastor Walton is no longer present on earth, but he will always be present in my heart. He played the role of a father which I needed desperately. I can proudly confirm that he has built the man that I am today and if I had the chance, I would like to thank him for all he has done.
In a lifetime, people come and go, but there are those few special individuals that change a life of a person. Pastor Walton was the person that came in my life; he restored the missing father-figure that was substantial in my childhood.
July 2, 2002 was the day I moved into America to receive an education that was not provided in Korea. That was the day when I have been separated with my beloved father. Speaking very limited english, my father was forced to stay in Samsung Company in Korea because both mother and father were afraid that he would not be able to get a sustainable job in the US. Screaming with horror is an understatement. Years have passed since I had the chance to hold my father's hand. Day by day my heart slowly crumbled.
My mother, sister, and I attended Heaven Song Church every Sunday, which was only 5 minute walk away from our house. In the youth group, I would always volunteer to express my ideas and help out- even if it might be setting up chairs and tables or cleaning up at the end of the day. Right away, it seemed like the youth pastor, Pastor Walton, took a liking of me. One day he invited my family to his house. Even though I felt reluctant to visit him at first, I began to visit him more frequently. Each time I talked with him, I felt the comfort, kindness, and love that remained vacant in my heart for many years. After school, I would knock on his door and he would greet me with a wide grin and a hug. I would sit next to him on the brown, leather couch and finish my homework with Pastor Walton while his wife baked the most excellent cookies for me. Pastor Walton was the missing pillar in my heart; without him I would have collapsed.
As I grew older, I contributed much of my time in Heaven Song Church. Attending church was very beneficial for me during high school because it gave me strength, hope, and refreshment. My dedication and passion towards the church since my childhood were noticed and as a result, Pastor Walton promoted me as the Youth Team Leader. As the YTL, I followed the footsteps of Pastor Walton. He not only taught me about the religion, but also emphasized worldly values as well- leadership, relationship, management, and so forth.
The church was in its own bubble and did not interact with the outside world very well. After I took my position, I tried to influence Senior Pastor Kim to impact the lives of the people not only inside but also outside the church. The process was difficult and tedious but he later confirmed my plan. Mission trips occurred in regions all over the world including Africa, but the most memorable one was the first one- in Santa Ana. As the part of the worship team, my guitar playing and singing greatly touched their hearts as they poured out tears and cries. Although the crowd consisted of only about twenty people, I believe it was the most powerful one. I put everything Pastor Walton has taught me into use; my speech roared with power and my relationship with my fellow people were unbreakable. My life skills have significantly increased in the past four years and contributed greatly towards the church by transforming it to an active church.
Pastor Walton is no longer present on earth, but he will always be present in my heart. He played the role of a father which I needed desperately. I can proudly confirm that he has built the man that I am today and if I had the chance, I would like to thank him for all he has done.
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