๊ทธ๋ฆฐ๋žœ๋“œ์—ฐํ•ฉ๊ฐ๋ฆฌ๊ตํšŒGreenland UMCGREENLAND UNITED METHODISTGREENLAND, NEW HAMPSHIRE
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๐Ÿ ๊ฐ€์„๋™ํ–‰Autumn Journey - Day 26. The Hammer and Nail

๐Ÿ ๊ฐ€์„๋™ํ–‰ #26 '๋ง์น˜์™€ ๋ชป'

์˜ค๋Š˜ ์•„์นจ ๋ˆˆ์„ ๋œจ์ž๋งˆ์ž ์žฌ๋ฏธ์žˆ๋Š” ์ƒ์ƒ์„ ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋˜์—ˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์˜ค๋Š˜ ์•„์นจ ๋ˆˆ๋œจ์ž๋งˆ์ž ์ƒ๊ฐ๋‚œ ๋‹จ์–ด๋Š” '๋ง์น˜์™€ ๋ชป'์ด์—ˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์ง€๋‚œ ์ฃผ ์ฝ”๋žŒ๋ฐ์˜ค ๋ฐ˜์—์„œ ๋‚˜๋ˆ” ์ค‘์— ๋‚˜์™”๊ธฐ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์ผ ๊ฒƒ์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์ผ์ƒ์—์„œ ์ฐพ์„ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ์˜์ ์ธ ์•ˆ๋ชฉ๊ณผ ํ†ต์ฐฐ๋ ฅ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋‚˜๋ˆ„๋˜ ์ค‘์— ์•„๋งˆ 1๋ถ„๋„ ์ฑ„ ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š๊ฒŒ ์ž ๊น ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐํ–ˆ์ง€๋งŒ ์˜ค๋Š˜ ์•„์นจ์— ๋ˆˆ์„ ๋œจ์ž๋งˆ์ž ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์žˆ์—ˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ๋“ฏ์ด ์ œ ๋จธ๋ฆฌ์†์œผ๋กœ ๋“ค์–ด์™”์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค.

๊ทธ๋Ÿฌ๋‚˜ ์—ฌํ˜ธ์™€์—ฌ, ์ด์ œ ์ฃผ๋Š” ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€์‹œ๋‹ˆ์ด๋‹ค ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ์ง„ํ™์ด์š” ์ฃผ๋Š” ํ† ๊ธฐ์žฅ์ด์‹œ๋‹ˆ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๋‹ค ์ฃผ์˜ ์†์œผ๋กœ ์ง€์œผ์‹  ๊ฒƒ์ด๋‹ˆ์ด๋‹ค (์ด์‚ฌ์•ผ 64:8)

์ด์‚ฌ์•ผ 64์žฅ 8์ ˆ ๋ง์”€์— ๋‚˜ํƒ€๋‚˜๋Š” ํ•˜๋‚˜๋‹˜๊ณผ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ์˜ ๊ด€๊ณ„๋ฅผ 'ํ† ๊ธฐ์žฅ์ด์™€ ์ง„ํ™'์˜ ๋น„์œ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ, '๋ง์น˜์™€ ๋ชป'์€ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋‹˜๊ป˜์„œ ์„ฑ๋ น์˜ '๋ง์น˜'๋กœ '๋ชป' ๊ฐ™์€ ๋‚˜์˜ ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๋•Œ๋ ค ์–ด๋”˜๊ฐ€์— ๋ฐ•์œผ์‹œ๊ณ  ๊ณ„์‹œ๋Š” ๋ชจ์Šต์„ ์ƒ์ƒ์„ ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋œ ๊ฒƒ์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ํ•œ ๋ฒˆ 'ํƒ•'ํ•˜๊ณ  ๋•Œ๋ ค์„œ ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐ€๋ฉด ์ข‹๊ฒ ์ง€๋งŒ, ์—ฌ๋Ÿฌ๋ฒˆ ํž˜์„ ์ฃผ์–ด ๋•Œ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ์žฅ๋ฉด์ด์—ˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ๊ณ ์ง‘์ด ์„ผ๊ฑด์ง€ ์ข€ ๋” ๋งž์•„์•ผ(?) ๋“ค์–ด๊ฐˆ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ณ ์ง‘ํ”ผ์šฐ๋‹ค๊ฐ€ ๊บฝ์–ด์ง€๋ฉด ์•ˆ๋ ํ…๋ฐ...๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ๋‹ค์‹œ ์‹œ์ž‘ํ•ด์•ผ ํ• ํ…๋ฐ...๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ๋” ๋งž์•„์•ผ ํ•˜๊ณ ...๋“ฑ๋“ฑ ๋งŽ์€ ์ƒ๊ฐ๋“ค์ด ์ง€๋‚˜๊ฐ€๊ณ  ์žˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ž˜๋„ ๋ฐ”๋‹ฅ์— ๋–จ์–ด์ ธ์„œ ์–ด๋””์— ๋ฐ•ํ˜€์•ผ ํ•˜๋Š”์ง€๋„ ๋ชจ๋ฅธ์ฑ„ ์žˆ์ง€ ์•Š์•„ ๋‹คํ–‰์ด๋ผ ์ƒ๊ฐํ–ˆ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค.

์ฃผ๊ป˜์„œ ๊ทธ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘ํ•˜์‹œ๋Š” ์ž๋ฅผ ์ง•๊ณ„ํ•˜์‹œ๊ณ  ๊ทธ๊ฐ€ ๋ฐ›์•„๋“ค์ด์‹œ๋Š” ์•„๋“ค๋งˆ๋‹ค ์ฑ„์ฐ์งˆํ•˜์‹ฌ์ด๋ผ ํ•˜์˜€์œผ๋‹ˆ ๋„ˆํฌ๊ฐ€ ์ฐธ์Œ์€ ์ง•๊ณ„๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•จ์ด๋ผ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋‹˜์ด ์•„๋“ค๊ณผ ๊ฐ™์ด ๋„ˆํฌ๋ฅผ ๋Œ€์šฐํ•˜์‹œ๋‚˜๋‹ˆ ์–ด์ฐŒ ์•„๋ฒ„์ง€๊ฐ€ ์ง•๊ณ„ํ•˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ์•„๋“ค์ด ์žˆ์œผ๋ฆฌ์š” ์ง•๊ณ„๋Š” ๋‹ค ๋ฐ›๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์ด๊ฑฐ๋Š˜ ๋„ˆํฌ์—๊ฒŒ ์—†์œผ๋ฉด ์‚ฌ์ƒ์ž์š” ์นœ์•„๋“ค์ด ์•„๋‹ˆ๋‹ˆ๋ผ (ํžˆ๋ธŒ๋ฆฌ์„œ 12:6-8)

๋‹ค๋งŒ ์ด๋ฟ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ํ™˜๋‚œ ์ค‘์—๋„ ์ฆ๊ฑฐ์›Œํ•˜๋‚˜๋‹ˆ ์ด๋Š” ํ™˜๋‚œ์€ ์ธ๋‚ด๋ฅผ, ์ธ๋‚ด๋Š” ์—ฐ๋‹จ์„, ์—ฐ๋‹จ์€ ์†Œ๋ง์„ ์ด๋ฃจ๋Š” ์ค„ ์•Ž์ด๋กœ๋‹ค (๋กœ๋งˆ์„œ 5:3-4)

๊ทธ๋ฆฐ๋žœ๋“œ ๊ฐ€์กฑ ์—ฌ๋Ÿฌ๋ถ„๋“ค๋„ 'ํ† ๊ธฐ์žฅ์ด์™€ ์ง„ํ™' ํ˜น์€ '๋ง์น˜์™€ ๋ชป'์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋‹˜๊ณผ ์ž์‹ ์˜ ๊ด€๊ณ„๋ฅผ ๋น„์œ ํ•˜๋Š” ์žฅ๋ฉด์„ ์ฐพ์•„๋ณด์‹ค ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์œผ๋ฉด ์ข‹๊ฒ ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๋งค์ผ ๋งค์ผ ๋ณด๊ธฐ๋„ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‚ฌ์šฉํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ๋“ค ์ค‘์— ํ•˜๋‚˜๋‹˜๊ณผ ๋‚˜์™€์˜ ๊ด€๊ณ„๋ฅผ ์€์œ ์ ์œผ๋กœ ํ‘œํ˜„ํ•ด๋ณธ๋‹ค๋ฉด ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๊ฐ ์ž์˜ ์‹ ์•™(ํ•˜๋‚˜๋‹˜๊ณผ์˜ ๊ด€๊ณ„)์„ ์ƒˆ๋กญ๊ฒŒ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๋ณด๊ณ , ์ข€ ๋” ๊นŠ๊ณ  ์„ธ๋ฐ€ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋ณผ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋Š” ์€ํ˜œ์˜ ์‹œ๊ฐ„์ด ๋  ๊ฒƒ์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค. ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋ฐœ๊ฒฌํ•œ ์˜์ ์ธ ์ธ์‚ฌ์ดํŠธ๋ฅผ ์ €์—๊ฒŒ ์นดํ†ก์ฃผ์„ธ์š”~ ใ…Žใ…Žใ…Ž

์ฃผ์˜ ๋ง์”€์€ ๋‚ด ๋ฐœ์— ๋“ฑ์ด์š” ๋‚ด ๊ธธ์— ๋น›์ด๋‹ˆ์ด๋‹ค (์‹œํŽธ 119:105)

์˜ค๋Š˜ ์ƒˆ๋กญ๊ฒŒ ์‹œ์ž‘๋˜๋Š” ํ•œ ์ฃผ๋„ '๋ง์”€๊ณผ ํ•จ๊ป˜ ํ•˜๋‚˜๋‹˜๊ณผ ํ•จ๊ป˜' ๋”ฐ๋œปํ•œ ๋™ํ–‰์ด ๋˜์‹œ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๊ธฐ๋„ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค~

2025๋…„ ๊ฐ€์„์„ ํ•จ๊ป˜ ๊ฑท๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”

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๐Ÿ Autumn Journey #26 โ€œThe Hammer and the Nailโ€

This morning, the very moment I opened my eyes, a simple image entered my mind: a hammer and a nail. It probably came from our Coram Deo sharing last week. We talked brieflyโ€”less than a minuteโ€”about spiritual insight in everyday life. Yet the moment I woke up today, that small idea was waiting for me, as if it had been standing by all night.

Just as Scripture describes God and us as the potter and the clay, this image came to my heart:

โ€œYet you, Lord, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.โ€ โ€“ Isaiah 64:8

In my imagination, the Holy Spirit was holding a hammer and driving my lifeโ€”like a nailโ€”into the place He desires. It would be nice if one clean strike drove the nail straight in, but my heart is stubborn. So He strikes again, and again, shaping, correcting, aligning me.

My worry is not the pain of being struck. My worry is bending in the processโ€”breaking, resisting, or refusing His hand. If a nail bends, the carpenter has to start over. That means more hammering. More shaping. More waiting.

But then I realized something encouraging: At least I am not lying forgotten on the ground, not knowing where I belong. If God is still hammering, it means He is still working, still placing, still using.

Scripture reminds us:

โ€œThe Lord disciplines the one He loves, and He chastens everyone He accepts as His son.โ€ โ€œโ€ฆIf you are not disciplinedโ€ฆ then you are not legitimate, not true sons and daughters at all.โ€ โ€“ Hebrews 12:6โ€“8

โ€œโ€ฆWe rejoice in our sufferings, because suffering produces perseverance, perseverance, character; and character, hope.โ€ โ€“ Romans 5:3โ€“4

So I want to invite you to try something this week:

Just as we see ourselves as clay in the Potterโ€™s hands, what if we discovered other images in everyday life that reveal our relationship with God?

You see these things every dayโ€”in your room, your kitchen, your workplace, your car. When the Holy Spirit opens our eyes, even ordinary objects become parables. If something comes to your heart this week, send me a message. I would love to hear the spiritual insight God shows you.

And as we begin a new week, may the Word guide each step:

โ€œYour word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path.โ€ โ€“ Psalm 119:105

Praying that these autumn days will be filled with warm companionshipโ€” walking with the Lord and walking with the Word.

Walking together through the autumn of 2025,

Rev. Gil Lee

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