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Back in 2013, my steps carried me from Cambodia to South Africa, through Europe, Israel, and the United States, before circling back to Korea. It was a breathless pilgrimage, a chapter I call My DTS Story. Five years later, the Lord invited me into another beginning. The river of grace drew me deeper, leading me to a mountain village tucked north of Seattle. There, among neighbors of blackberries, squirrels, rabbits, deer, and even coyotes, I began sharing life with cows, goats, sheep, and chickens. The place was Bollenbaugh Hill in Monroe, where a spring rises and a river begins, strong enough to welcome salmon swimming home. Each season told its own story - especially spring, when apple blossoms filled the air with fragrance. It was there that my love for Jesus deepened, rooted in the land and the quiet of that mountain. Through Dunamis Seminars, DTS, 144, and Rekindle, the worship we lifted became a feast of the Lord's own making - His banquet table, where I was the honored guest. And in that sacred place, the journey of the Shulammite's love story began.