Life story.

Allowing Jehovah to refine me.

The life story of Ken Kiuci.

The image is a picture of Ken Kiuichi.

I would never forget the first day I reported for work in the bindery at Bethel in Brooklyn,

New York, USA.

As soon as I stepped onto the factory floor,

I was overwhelmed by the loud noise

and the relentless movements of the bindary machines.

Paper dust floated in the air

and the strong smell of oil filled the area.

Among the many things that caught my attention, the people left the deepest

impression on me. Here were young brothers and sisters doing what appeared to be monotonous work.

They were not in the limelight, yet they were happy and content. Their example taught me what it means to serve God humbly.

Through the years, Jehovah has been refining me to become a better servant of his. But first,

let me tell you about my search for the truth when I was a Buddhist.

Searching for God as a child.

I was born and raised in Chicago, Illinois, USA, the eldest of four children.

My parents had emigrated to Chicago from Japan to pursue the so-called American dream.

They wanted their children to receive the best education possible and to be successful in life.

My parents were devout Buddhists.

My mother had been raised in a home

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