The first week
I received the call to serve God on 5-16-2014 in the USA. As I sat patiently (and impatiently) over the next 6 years I grew more and more eager to get into the field. I asked God for a sign on my 6th year anniversary, and he did not disappoint! After 2 weeks of tying loose ends, I made my way to Mokpo, Korea with borrowed money, while leaving my wife and baby in Seoul, till I could secure more support.
Several times in those 6 years I was asked multiple times to participate in street evangelism. I positively, enthusiastically denied every time. I felt my calling was to write, teach and preach from behind a pulpit or computer. When I was asked to walk to streets here, I thought, "This person really does not know my spiritual gifts". But, the seed was planted!
It has been my desire to share my faith... but I had not the faith to do so! I have cowered at the unorthodox nature of my testimony (hearing from Jesus Christ, seeing into spiritual realms, experiencing miracles). Additionally, like both Paul and Moses, I highly doubted I had the ability to lead anyone to Christ because of inability to articulate my faith. But the Saturday before I left things would take an abrupt, unexpected change.
I can't explain it with words, but a "governor" was taken off of me, which was severely limiting my ability to have faith, go forward and have any major break throughs or serve to advance his kingdom. That day as a I spent some final moments with my wife, the Holy Spirit ministered to me for several hours. I had felt his presence cover me for several minutes in the past few years, but this was a tsunami. He showed me how he had been preparing me for this exact moment, and assured me he was going before me!
The last 13 months had been the worst year of my life... by far. 5 months I was subjected to the misery of the abuse of an alcoholic man I had brought from the USA to help with medical treatment. His disregard for my family, business and mental and physical health lead me to really start to question why I was attempting to do good. Almost right after he left, I got a sickness upon me that lasted 2 months and I was certain I would not live as I was unable to stand for a month and would routinely experience more pain in a 24 hour period that my whole life combined. Just as soon as I recovered corona virus happened. these three events left me with zero money, hope or direction on to where I would go, until God showed up!
As I arrived and got to my room I found that it was beyond filthy, just as Christ found me! There were bugs, trash and a build up of dirt every where. As I cleaned my room for the next 4 hours, I searched surrounding apartments to find some additional bedding that I might use (Koreans love to put things out for others to use!). As I walked the streets I started to pray over this land, these apartments and everyone in them! I started to proclaim healing over this land and the power of Jesus to reclaim this territory for him, as he is the one who created it! I prayed for the reunification of North and South Korea, just as the Lord had reunited me and my wife!
I didn't sleep at all that night and was positively certain id be beyond tired the next night. As I laid in bed I had an uneasiness in my spirit. I had intended to go on a 10 or 40 day fast if God permitted to set a solid foundation here. Usually, I need 3 days of resisting hunger to get into the flow, and then my hunger seems to disappear. This was different! Since I started I did not feel the slightest sensation of hunger for 5 days! Even though it was 2 a.m and I had not slept for over 30 hours, I could find no rest and peace of mind! I got up, and started to search my way around.
I found a bunch of drunk foreigners in their 20's. I started to make small talk and just thought about how that used to me. I overheard some ungodly talk, and just remembered being that lost and certain I knew everything there was to know. As I left my new friends, I ran into another couple. They saw my tattoos and asked about them, and it opened the door to share my story. I got "Juche" (주체) tattooed on my right hand, while in Joppa, Israel (where Jonah fled God). I later counter balanced it with 5-16 on my left wrist, which was the day Jesus Christ spoke to me and changed my whole existence. I got to share my story of reunification with my wife and pictures of my beautiful daughter Leah.
As soon as I left my new friends, I ran into three young attractive college students drinking alcohol, who spoke incredible English. They offered me a drink, but I declined. In another life time I would have happily drank, and been only interested in getting one of them in my bed. in this life time, i just wanted to see them in church! I got to tell them about my alcoholic past. How I spent my honeymoon in a tub of my vomit for 40 minutes because I was too drunk to crawl out. I got to share with them how much Jesus Christ saved my life, and how grateful I am to them. And just as quick as we exchanged information, I realized my calling as a night street evangelist!
Over the next few days I got to share and talk to so many people. Each night I was convinced his would be the night I got to sleep, but that was not the case! I got to tell so many people how much Jesus Christ loved them, and how much his love made me love them! I got to buy snacks and shine and radiate for him. The last day of my fast, I used the last 10 dollars in my account to go eat a meal with a cook, who I met the first night I was there. As I left that place, I just had to share how much I loved the owner and both those cooks. With my account having 4/10ths of 1 cent in it, my mouth was almost frozen into place from the smile I could no even attempt to hide.
The next day something happened that I did not even think was possible. Because I broke my fast, I was determined to sleep. I was tired and I just wanted a good nights rest. But once again, there would be none of that. I left out of obedience and prayed like I never prayed before. I cried out for God to hear me, and allow me to show his love to these people. I walked all along the coast to the end of the town and all the way back again, sharing with anyone I could. During this time, I vowed to consecrate my life to him. I vowed to give over all those parts I had been holding on to. Whether it was the secret sins of the heart, mind and hands, or my desire to dictate how he should peruse salvation of this world AND my life. His spirit descended on me for 7 straight hours and he illuminated his plan for this world and for me.
As I got back home I was on a spiritual high that I have never felt before. As I walked in the door I turned on the computer. Over the next 20 minutes, God would confirm what she showed me BACK TO BACK TO BACK TO BACK through people messaging me through Facebook. I knew beyond any doubt his spirit was alive, and active and preparing me for this next step. I thank you Jesus and pray I am the best servant you called me to be so I can live up to your spirit of evangelism and love, hitting these streets to the early hours and sharing your love all along the way.
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Isaiah Perez- father, husband, world citizen, servant of the most high.