TEDxSeoul inaugural event is finished. Now I guess it's time for what I really have looked forward to: the TEDxSeoul action, an environment where diverse people share ideas, inspire one another and work together to actually change the world we live in. That's it. An idea worth spreading finds a channel through which it gets verbalized, visualized and shared with others. And pam! It is when shared that it gets really powerful, powerful enough to create new waves across nations and unite people no matter what religion, no matter what race.
I was astonished by the excitement and passion of the audience and the glowing face of each of the attendees. I was again surprised to see that there were so many people willing to realize their sacred dreams and deliver valuable changes to the world. I could feel that the six hours of the event were, in some degree, helpful to those that needed to satiate their thirst.
This morning a question popped into my head as I was waiting for my train to come. Does it feel like this when people hear the Gospel? I guess it should be even more exuberant as it concerns with life and death matters and the ultimate salvation. Then a second question came to my mind: have I seen a similar excitement and joy when talking about God recently? Then an array of unanswered questions continued flowing inside my mind.
So I stopped there. I couldn't bear the thought that my faith was not even half of a mustard seed, too weak to set fire. I stopped there because I knew it would drag me to the ocean of remorse and self-pity. So I prayed. I prayed my faith, my passion and my dreams come from God, the true origin and the final end of everything.
