This is the conversion story of Kanokphol Young Limpanasriphong. English is his third language, so it’s pretty impressive that he was able to write this out for me. I have chosen not to edit it, and to keep it in the original wording he used, just to make it more authentic. The images used were also taken by Young himself. This story made me cry, so I hope it inspires you as much as it’s inspired me.
If you would ask me what can change people, I would tell you a story of my own to answer that question. I am from Thailand and I grew up in Mainland China. I am a super happy kid. My family isn’t big, just my parents and one younger brother, and we were Buddhist. Both of my parents are wonderful people, they raised me in love and good manner. Everyday my parents would ask me to study the Buddhist scripture, at the age of 6 I would pray daily, and sit down in the worship room at night to read the scriptures. One day I was about to pray at night just as usual, and a thought occurred to me—why do I have to recite the same prayer every time, why can’t I say whatever is deep down in my heart? So that night, I tried something different, in my heart I said to the higher being of my thanks, gratitude, and blessings that I wish could be granted unto my family. I felt peaceful.
Years gone by, I continued to be a good Buddhist. I was very blessed by this religion, my family would go travel and worship in different Buddhist temples.