When Harper was a child, her deskmate David wrote her a note from 1 Corinthians. Harper was a 10-year-old transfer student whose world was filled with violence and ridicule from her classmates. Harper laughed at the note, which was filled with words about "love." Dignity cannot be won by fighting. Using "love" to win respect is fanciful. So the note was thrown away. But Harper could never have imagined that he would live out his life in that verse.
One day, much later, Harper spotted a familiar spitball in a corner. As she unfolded it, she read the words: "Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends..."At that time, the young Harper did not understand these words about love, but a strange touch disturbed her, she was eager to search, to find the answer to this "mystery".
A few years later, Harper graduated from elementary school and went to Europe. In Germany, she met many missionaries and learned about Jesus Christ, salvation and so on. Upon returning home, Mr Harper opened the pages again and said hee prayer. Then she looked for a church in her hometown and met Audrey, an elderly preacher, on a church message board. So Harper wrote her first greeting: "Hi, I'm Harper, and I want to join the Christian Church!" If Genesis is a new birth of the world, and for Harper, finding her own faith is a new birth, a new birth in the dark. But Harper must not have known at the time whether she was looking for redemption or destruction...