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A Call to Pray for Korea!
 
There has been 70 years of warfare over what will happen in Korea. During this 70 years, the nation was divided creating North and South Korea. In this Kairos season, let’s press into the Presence of God for the nations! 
 
With President Trump meeting with N. Korean Leader Kim Jong-un, God is giving North Korea the opportunity to become a sheep nation.  God is answering many prayers of those throughout the world.  Prayer never dies and is ever alive in the Spirit realm.  Add your prayers to and believe God to move by His Spirit.
 
You will not believe the amazing spiritual history of Korea.  There have been many martyrs for the advance of the Gospel.  The blood of be martyrs still cries out from the ground.  Read a quick portion of this history in the first book written by Eileen Vincent, "God Can Do it Here", and allow Holy Spirit to lead you in prayer for this nation.

 
An Excerpt from "God Can Do it Here":
pgs. 27-31

 
The First Missionaries
The Christian history of Korea is very short -  about one hundred and fifty years. Probably the first missionary to take the gospel to Korea was Dr. C. Allen, an American Presbyterian who journeyed there in 1845. Some Roman Catholics established themselves at about a similar time, as it is recorded in the violent story of the Korean Church that two thousand Roman Catholic converts were martyred in 1866.

            In the same eventful year an Englishman, Dr. Robert Thomas, working for the Bible Society, landed from an American ship at Pyongyang. The hostile authorities resistant to foreign vessels pelted the ship with burning brands. The frantic crew fled for their lives, but were cornered and killed. Looking at the fearful chaos all around him, Brother Thomas must have almost despaired. He had endured so much and come so far to deliver his consignment of gospels. The moment called for quick decisions, a choice between burning with the ship, drowning in the sea or risking his life with the Koreans he could see on the land. Resolutely he waded up the beach carrying his precious load towards the murderous mob. Suddenly blows rained on him from every side. He was beheaded on the spot. It seemed that the soul of Korea was thirsty for martyrs’ blood. Later fishermen found the blood-stained tracts and gospels floating in the shallow sea. They pasted them upon the walls of their homes. When resting, these literate fishermen would read the word of God and before long the death pf Robert Thomas bore fruit.

            It was not until 1884 that Americans Underwood and Appenzeller settled in Korea and became her first resident protestant missionaries.

And the Spirit Came
Fifty years later in 1907 revival broke out in Pyongyang, now the capital of north Korea, and simultaneously in scattered places all around the world the Spirit fell. Miners in South Wales were dancing on the pews of tiny chapels; the hills of North India resounded with song as the Khasi tribe flocked into huge churches, repenting and praising God. News of the visitation at Azusa Street, out of which grew part of the Pentecostal movement, prompted hungry Christians to search their bibles.‘What is a Pentecostal experience?’ they asked themselves. Were these outpourings of the Spirit coincidences? No, it was God making a worldwide declaration of the countdown to the second coming of Jesus.

            Today, derelict chapels with nail-scarred pews are the only evidence of that God did in Wales at the turn of the century but in Korea, a Church, growing at the rate of a million a year and out-stripping the population growth many times, speaks for itself.

            When the Spirit fell upon the Christians in Pyongyang they were fired with a zeal to take the good news to the whole of Korea in one year. Not content to keep the blessing to themselves, like those lepers outside the gates of Samaria, they had to tell. Even though the Japanese-Russian War was in progress on Korean soil, these freshly empowered Christians evangelized the whole land. They raised the money, sent out missionaries and printed one           million copies of Mark’s gospel, selling seven hundred thousand in one year. Soon the country was dotted with groups of Christians. The powers of darkness were under attack. After five long centuries the ruling Yi Dynasty fell, toppled by the shock wave of God’s Spirit through the land. Bondage to the old Coefucianist heritage had gone. Our sovereign God was establishing his kingdom. At times the intense fire of the Spirit cooled, but its flames were never completely extinguished. The revival surged in waves. 

            The nationalistic fervor which swept the country in 1945 after the Japanese left provided the next new impetus to seek the Lord. Joyful Christians crowded the prayer meetings thanking God for their deliverance. Sadly in the north the heavy communist boot soon came to crush the fervent Church, and their freedom and joys were short-lived. But like plants that had been ‘hardened off’ before planting out these Christians were tough, their daily lives perpetually revolving around hard times. As persecution increased many escaped south, some went underground. And the blood of others was poured out: they joined the great company of martyrs.

            Then in 1953 the whole story was repeated yet again; a fresh wave of persecution and fresh wave of the Spirit. Christians in the north faced the frightening reality that they were on the wrong side of the Thirty-eighth Parallel for freedom. What else could they do but pray. Thousands gathered even at four or five o’clock in the morning in the open air, and with one voice they stormed the heavens. When twelve thousand at once were on their knees, in the cold Korean winter, the communist authorities felt the challenge and all too soon moved in and took control/ Faithful Christians were subjected to the most violent atrocities.

            ‘Several Christians were crucified by the Chinese communists and hung on crosses for days until they died in torment. Faithful witnesses who did not cease from spreading the gospel of Jesus had their tongues cut out by the Red Chinese. Children caught in Sunday School were deafened; inhuman communists pushed chopsticks intro their eardrums and so destroyed their sense of hearing.'

            Such barbaric acts prompted another stream of refugees to seek a way to the south. All roads were sealed, yet thousands escaped through mine-fields, past armed sentries hidden in transported goods or disguised. God blinded the eyes of the guards whilst his precious children made their way to safety. He had given his promise to be a father to the fatherless and a husband to the widow. He pities their plight. Countless women who did not know if their menfolk were alive or dead took their children and after committing themselves to God who was their only protection, walked out into the darkness with the hope of freedom pouring courage into their hearts. ‘Please let my baby sleep,’ must have been their cry.

Koreans echoed the words of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego who said long ago, ‘Our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the burning fiery furnace’, and so, they walked in the fire, crossing no man’s land. I wonder if a fourth person walked with them whose appearance was like a son of the gods?
            Seoul received a great influx of Christians who had touched eternity and shared in the suffering of Christ. Their only comfort was the God of all comfort, their way of access: prayer. In winter or summer and even in rain, they came in their thousands at four o’clock in the morning to pour out their hearts in unison, ‘Oh, God, save our Korea and set the people free.’

            The vigorous young church of Korea grows up from foundations soaked in martyrs’ blood with walls bathed in prayer and washed in tears.
 
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