A Most Delightful Place, A Sacred Place, My Favorite Place!

Do you have a favorite place?  A place that you would go if you had the opportunity?  A place that brings you joy? A place of delight?  A place that brings you refreshment?  When my wife Sandy and I first began traveling abroad in the summer of 2001, we tagged along on a mission trip sponsored by Missouri Baptist University where I had been teaching, by that time, for a number of years.

We traveled to England and spent two delightful weeks doing physical labor as we worked on the rehab of a 16th century manor house that had been transformed into a youth camping center.  That place -- The Oakes -- became one of my first favorite places.

Sandy and I were able to return there in May of 2004 and see first-hand the on-going development and growth of a wonderful community led my our good friends, Dan & Billie Thaw. We experienced a true sense of joy as we visited the Oakes and met even more people who were continuing to contribute to its renewal. It has become a special place where the light of truth is being shared with many young people from across the entire United Kingdom.

On that same visit to the UK, Sandy and I were also able to travel to Ireland for the first time.  There we spent a delightful time touring in Dublin, Bray and the surrounding Counties.  One place, though, completely captured me.

It became my favorite place in all of Ireland (granted, I have been everywhere in Ireland, but I'm quite confident that this place will be hard to beat if I ever get back to the Emerald Isle).  The place is called Glendalough -- the valley between the two lakes.  It is the site of an early Celtic Christian community founded by St. Kevin, who lived in the generation just after Patrick.

Later during this tour of the UK, Sandy and I were invited to visit friends in Brecon, Wales.  Our hosts took us out for a day of sight-seeing in the South of Wales.  We drove along the Wye River Valley and came upon one of the most sacred sites in all of Wales -- Tintern Abbey.  It was just above and overlooking this Abbey that Woodsworth wrote his "Few Lines . . ."  My heart had been captured my yet another special place.

Though the Oakes, Glendalough and Tintern Abbey remain my favorite places in England, Ireland, and Wales, my fondness for them has, I must confess, grown somewhat dimmer these days.  Having now returned to the East, one place in all of Korea has become and I'm sure will continue to remain, my most favorite of all.  I first visited this place in July of 2004 when the students who were taking my short summer course at Handong International Law School (HILS) suggested that we take a break from our studies and enjoy a Saturday touring sights in a nearby town.

They drove me to Gyeongju -- the ancient capital of Korea -- and then up the mountains surrounding Gyeongju to a place called "Bulguksa" -- a Buddhist monastery. The experience I sensed upon walking up to the central structures of this place was much like the feeling I had had at Glendalough and Tintern Abbey -- I knew that I was venturing upon a sacred place.  Interestingly, Bulguksa's founding dates back to about the same time as the founding of Glendalough -- around the 8th century.

This past weekend, I had the privilege of making my fourth visit to Bulguksa.  Each time I've been there, I've seen something new.  This time I paused along a path and looked back toward the main stairway that leads up to the central worship area.  I took the picture you see here.

On my three previous visits, I followed the guide book and stopped at a point well to the far west of this main stairway.  This is the perspective you see in all the photo's.  Its a beautiful sight, no doubt (just take a look below), but I now realize that this view does not convey the fullest sense of the beauty of Bulguksa -- the beauty that shines as you see how the structures built there are so carefully balanced with the surrounding natural setting.  I had unknowingly limited my perspective by just looking from the well-known perspective.

What I needed to do was to look at things from a new perspective.  When I did, the wonder and beauty of this place only expanded in my mind.  It has become my favorite place in all of Korea in a new way.  The early blossoms of Spring hint at a coming beauty that will explode across the hillsides as more and more of the cherry trees bloom.

As you walk along the paths that lead you through the grounds, the delight and beauty of this place only become more and more apparent.  Each time I visit, my spirit is lifted and I feel a sense of refreshment that is much more that just what comes from a vigorous walk on a brisk day.  It is more than a physical rejuvenation, it is truly soul sustenance.  In fact, it is difficult to put it into words, because words in themselves seem a too limited means of conveying what the whole of my person experiences in this place.

Simply put, it is now my favorite place. I can't wait to go back!