Brother Kai remembers the exact moment he first heard the testimony that changed the course of his ministry. It was a simple story—just a few minutes long—but it stirred something deep within him. From that day on, he and a small team have been launching gospel balloons toward their fellow Koreans across the heavily guarded border.

Their work has not been easy. They have trekked for hours through mosquito-infested fields, often in the dark, and have even been forcefully pulled away by police. Yet they continue—because of one phrase that Kai can never forget:

“I thought we were forgotten.”

Years earlier, somewhere in the quiet hills of North Korea, a small boy named Gee spotted a bright orange balloon tangled in a broom fence. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. Curious and cautious, he folded it tightly so no one would notice and carried it home. Gee gave it to his mother, who in turn handed it to her mother-in-law.

The moment the elderly woman recognized the familiar words printed on the balloon, tears filled her eyes.
“I thought we were forgotten,” she whispered.

In her youth, she had witnessed the days of revival in Pyongyang. She had treasured God’s Word in her heart, but decades of hardship and isolation had dimmed those memories. Now, holding this fragile orange balloon, the light returned.

The balloon did not contain the entire Bible, but it carried enough truth to rekindle her hope—enough to remind her that God still saw her, still loved her, and had not abandoned her people. She began to read its message aloud, sharing its words with her daughter-in-law and with young Gee, offering them the same hope that had just been restored in her.

Years later, after Gee escaped North Korea, he found his way to Brother Kai’s community in a suburb of Seoul. One evening, he told this story—his story. As Kai listened, he felt a renewed urgency rising within him.

This is why they launch. This is why they risk everything.

Because on the other side of those balloons are men, women, and children waiting to know that they are not forgotten in God’s kingdom.

So Kai and his team keep preparing. They keep praying. And with every new opportunity, they send out another balloon—each one carrying truth, hope, and the reminder that God remembers His people.

Join us in prayer for:

• Balloons like the ones in the story above to awaken hope and comfort individuals, even multigenerational families, in the darkness.
• Other creative means of outreach to be launched in various settings, that carry the gospel to NKs
• NK people to make timely discoveries of balloons and other outreach pieces of the gospel and the Word of God that have been sent into their land through various means
• A covering over gospel messages that are targeted to reach NKs within and near their borders.