05/08/2026
A MISSION OF HOPE IN MYITKYINA
Article by Fr. Jeongrak Lee.
"The journey to this place was far from smooth right from the start. Due to the unstable situation in Myanmar, I had to spend days waiting helplessly, with no idea when flights would resume. It was only after waiting for more than three weeks past my scheduled departure date that I could finally set foot on this new mission ground.
Arriving late at night, I couldn’t get a proper look at my surroundings on the first day. The next morning, the view before my eyes felt completely foreign. Before I could even fully take in the scenery—a peculiar blend of urban atmosphere and rustic countryside—I found myself boarding another plane heading to my final destination, Myitkyina.Upon finally arriving, I could sense that Myitkyina was a tapestry of diverse cultures, blending Buddhist traditions, Myanmar’s native heritage, and influences from neighboring China. The Columban House, where I am currently staying, is located within the St. Luke’s Church compound in an area called Eden. Surrounded by lush, dense trees, it offers a serene atmosphere that makes me feel as though I am living deep within the heart of nature. However, once I stepped outside the headquarters, the center of Myitkyina presented a different reality—a tense, unfamiliar atmosphere where urban and rural elements coexisted.
As I began adjusting and exploring various places, countless questions welled up within me: "What am I supposed to do here? What kind of life does God desire for me?" After deep meditation, I offered a fervent prayer, asking God to grant me the grace to willingly and joyfully remain in this very place where His touching hand is so deeply needed.
With this prayer in my heart, I began my formal language studies.
To be completely honest, having to learn a brand-new language from scratch in an entirely unfamiliar environment at the age of mid-40s brought a heavy sense of pressure. Nevertheless, praying that this learning process would not be for my own sake, I am gradually familiarizing my mouth with these strange words. While some days this time feels endlessly tedious, on other days, I discern God’s providence, realizing that He is working through this very season to reveal His hand.
This process of adaptation is a massive learning experience for me; it goes far beyond merely acquiring language skills and knowledge to encompassing everything in Myitkyina—the people's habits, customs, long-standing traditions, and Buddhist culture.
Of course, since what I have experienced so far is just the tip of the iceberg, I am simply trying to observe quietly and understand. In this frustrating space where I cannot fully comprehend the locals and my communication remains clumsy, I realize that I am currently passing through a spiritual tunnel of "waiting and patience."
As I walk through my own tunnel of learning, I suddenly reflect on the reality of this land. The residents here must also be silently enduring a long, dark tunnel of pain and suffering from years of conflict, earnestly waiting for this time to pass and for the true Light to come. Just as I hope to safely cross my tunnel of learning and adaptation, I join my heart in prayer that they, too, may soon face the dawn breaking through the darkness. After the deep night, the early dawn inevitably arrives. When I wake up in this unfamiliar climate, my room is often filled with the clear chirping of birds, or at times, by fierce thunder, lightning, and pouring rain. I believe that these massive, pure sounds of nature become a grand anthem of praise that fills the heart of God. Furthermore, I earnestly pray that these sounds will wash away the wounds of this land, serving as God’s profound comfort that brings true peace and hope to us all."