Comrade God

“Long flights over the big pond” is what I called the trip between USA and Taipei.  Since it can be unpleasant, I had created a routine to occupy the 12 or 14 hours productively and restful.  I would watch a movie during the first 2 hours and sleep for the rest of the flights.  My choice of movies has always been “International Best”, films are often a reflection of real life, I want to catch a glimpse on how the rest of the world turning while entertaining my brain.  

The flight in from Seattle to Taipei in July 2012 has a movie called “Merry Christmas, North!”.  


The description caught my attention; it has something to do with children in North Korea.  The children in South Korea decided to use hot air balloon to flight gifts and toys to North Korean children during Christmas.  North Korean is communist and they do not – absolutely do not allow any expression of faith practicing in North Korea. 
One of the balloons got caught on a tree. A 10-year-old little boy saw gifts12 falling down and he climbed the tree to get the rest of the toys.  The big toy happened to be a robot cop.  The boy became famous at school and he would allow his friends to see the robot if they would pay him food.  He lied to everyone that his grand father, a very poor farmer had bought that toy for him.  He had to take the toy home to show grandpa.

Old grandpa looked at the back of the robot and found out that it was made in Seoul.  Everyone was panic.  Seoul is where the “enemy” live… how did his grandson got this toy?

Grandpa began to explain about the story of Christmas:

“The biggest Comrade of all Comrades is Comrade God.  Comrade God has only       one son and he named him Comrade Jesus.  Comrade God had prayed to have a son for so long, when Comrade Jesus was born, Comrade God has a huge celebration, and they called it “Christmas”.  Instead of accepting gifts from everyone for his son’s birth, Comrade God decided to give out gift to every good boys and girls in the land.  Comrade Santa Claus was the person in charge of giving out gift for Comrade God. 

Grandson, you received this gift from Comrade God because you are a good and tender-heart little boy.  I believe this is true and this gift belongs to you.  No one else in this region had received a gift.  I am very proud of you.  And I think the story about Comrade God is true.”

I have heard God being called many names, but never Comrade God.  I can’t help but believe that God must be please to be called Comrade God.  The children in this film suffered all sorts of predicaments from the regime, and at least one grand father was able to convince his grandson that Comrade God is real.

You and I, the people of the free world, we have freedom to believe and practice our belief.  I wonder why we keep waiting for miracles before we would simply believe.  I have been haunted with the images of the children in the film.  I pray that Comrade God will have mercy on all of His children.