A long time ago, I set up a big boulder outside the Youth Mission Center. It weighs almost sixty tons. On the east side of the house in Seosan where I was born was a bamboo field surrounded by many pine trees and large rocks. Under Mount Wolsan in Hongsung where I used to live, were a bamboo field, pine trees, and rocks. It was not a breathtaking scenery but they were always there.  I hope that I will be like the pine and bamboo which is evergreen throughout all seasons; and like the rocks, unchanging for thousands of years. I vow to myself, never be impulsive; never change. I determine myself to be unchanging like Song-jook-ahm – pine, bamboo, rock – and work hard without speaking idle words as Semuon.  It has been fifty-eight years since I became a preacher. There aren’t many who have pastored for over forty years in our country. Most of them begin their ministry upon graduating from seminary, and retire around the age of sixty-five, which is less than forty years in ministry. But in my case, I have been preaching for more than half a century as I started early as a preacher and am still preaching even past the age of eighty. There were many who tried to bring me down over the years, yet I am happy that I have persevered through them. Thus I have inscribed on that boulder, “Recollection of Semuon’s Half-Century Ministry” for that matter. My dear old friend purchased the boulder and engraved on it for me.