Category: Imported from Xanga

I used to have a blog on Xanga. But it died and turned into a tree. And it’s very sad because it doesn’t want to be a tree, it wants to be my blog. I’m importing several posts from it, but probably not all posts. That could be embarrassing.

  • Just Another Manic Monday

    I had such an educational day today.  For one, we have some visitors from a church in Virginia called Cherrydale Baptist.  They are supporters of the church here in Shimonoseki, and the new missions directors, Ed and Kathy Grudier, decided that over the next several years, they will be making the rounds and visiting all the missionaries the church supports so they can raise awareness and support for them back home.  It’s an amazing project they have and I’m so jealous!  They are going to be able to go all over the world to visit these missionaries and meet with the body of Christ in so many different countries.  I would love it!  They were formerly missionaries to Turkey themselves, and so they had some interesting stories to share with us as well.

    They came to the joint service here at the Center yesterday, but today was a more intimate meet and greet with them at Kawanaka.  Taka and Aki came by the Center to pick up me and Nakayama-san to travel over and meet them.  Even though Monday is my day off, and I live and work at the Center, I still have such an obligation to be at as many church events I can make it too…they are, after all, forking over money for me to be here and live in their facilities.  I owe it to the congregation for them to get to know me and fellowship with each other as much as possible.  The most exciting part about this meeting was that I got to hear how a lot of my Japanese brothers and sisters came to Christ.  It was so neat.  Some of the stories were incredible.

    Many of them are from Buddhist backgrounds, and while the Japanese are not violent when it comes to converting to another religion, like the Muslims, they have a rigid social structure which persecutes in its own way anyone who would deviate from the norm.  There are lot of similarities between Buddhist and Muslim cultures that I wasn’t aware of before today.  Some of the churchmembers said that their families were horrified that they would want to become a Christian.  It would make them a traitor to their family, to their ancestors, to their house.  One woman was going to church regularly, but couldn’t get over that fact.  She decided to leave the church, but couldn’t get it out of her head that there was still Truth in Christianity.  She was having problems compromising what her ancestors would think and what she should do.  Tony showed her exactly what her ancestors were thinking, by showing her the story of Lazarus and the rich man.  After the man complained about his own condition, he cried out for his family to be told the truth before they ended up in the place he was in. (Luke 16:19-31)  She accepted Christ right there.

    We also went through the attributes of God that were most dear to us.  I’ll just put a list here for you:

    Absolute Truth & Love
    Forgiveness of Sins
    Marvelous Power of God
    Accessibility
    Faithfulness and Patience
    Unchanging Love
    Unconditional Love
    The Way, the Truth, and the Life
    Trinity of God & John 14:6
    The Ministry of the Holy Spirit
    The Cross of Jesus
    Peace of God
    Guidance and Leadership
    Mercy & Gracious Forgiveness

    It was a beautiful morning to hear the life stories of those people, the different trials they went through prior to finding how much God loved them.  Another educating moment for me was that I was sitting there with all the people around me gabbing in Japanese…and I felt completely content.  I have known it before, that wherever I am, I am at home, because my heart is with Christ and He is with me always.  I am travelling in the whole world as a stranger, as an alien resident for only a moment, even in southwest Ohio.

    Oh, I’ve been picking up some more Japanese…I can listen in on conversations and pick out a few words that I know.  I shared my adventure with Tony today about going to get lunch last Friday and he was really pleased.  I guess no one else has been really that adventurous so early in the game…so I was pleased.  I’m still a little bummed that the rest of you back home felt an earthquake before I did though!  But I have heard that I have no worries…I should feel one soon enough.  🙂  Thanks for the messages recently from everyone!  They are really encouraging to me!  God bless!

    PS.  I would encourage all of you to find the soundbite of David Crowder Band from A Collision CD.  The track is called “The Story of Marty Stuart and the Rather Understated Jacket”.  It’s fairly amusing.  🙂   Oh, and the song “Above All Else” by Wendy O’Connell is a new favorite of mine.  You should check it.

  • Kino Karato ni ikai ma sh’da

    Ok…translation…yesterday, I went to Karato.  🙂  Another one: to no shi mi ma sh’da.  Translation…I liked it.  🙂

    Yes…I learned some Japanese tonight!!!  And I learned it from my Chinese friend, Sakura.  I, personally, like her Chinese name better than her self-given Japanese name, but what can I say about it.  Her name in Chinese means, Golden Swallow…like the bird.  Isn’t it pretty?  I think so.  We went to Karato tonight…but first, let me start earlier in the day.

    It was gorgeous today!  Absolutely lovely…a little on the chilled side…but that’s ok.  I had a letter to mail out, so after doing my lesson plans for the day, I walked over to the post office and dropped it off.  The girl at the counter kind of laughed at me wearing short sleeves.  I just smiled at her and said, “yeah…”  heh.  I think I defy their conventions at times…with my short sleeves and flip-flops.  They all point them out whenever I’m out.  It’s kind of funny…I’m known for it here…makes me feel at home.  Hah.

    After going to the post office..I just kept walking…and walking…and walking…and I eventually crossed the little waterway to Hikoshima.  It’s not far…maybe a mile from the Center, but I kept walking…taking a right once I crossed over, and then I decided I was hungry, being that it was 12:15p.  So…I grabbed my handy dandy phrasebook which the Davis’ were soooo kind to give me.  I started skimming through some of the phrases I could use to find food.  I found one I thought was pretty good, and I passed a man and a woman standing on the sidewalk.  I turned about and said, “watashi wa yu don ga i dess.”  which means, I would like rice noodles and soup.  I had no idea how to ask where I could eat yu don…but that didn’t matter  The man understood and motioned right to the building next to us.  He said, very good.  So, I walked in, to a four-table restaurant…maybe 10 ft x 8 ft as the room dimensions.  It was tiny, and four people were already crammed into the space.  I soon realized that the man outside was eating there as well and knew the owners personally.  He ordered my noodles for me.  I was much obliged.  I looooove hole-in-the-wall restaurants…and Samantha is kind of frightened by them.  So, with my extremely limited Japanese, I began to eat my $5 yu don with chicken…and loved every minute.  The man’s wife (introduced to me as, “My wife!”) gave me a rice ball with nori on it…it was yummy as well.  After a while, the man and his wife left, and wished me the best…well, i think that’s what they said…I’m not sure, but I did catch sayonara.  Three women came in and sat at the table across from me.  After eating for a little bit, I felt something.  I looked over and discovered that they were all three staring intently at me.  One made the motion for chopsticks and said something, and I said I didn’t understand.  Another said, “very good”.  Since I only have a handle on a few nouns, that’s all I could tell them.  “watashi eigo sensai” “I english teacher”.  I said where I taught and they knew what it was…making the shape of the cross with their hands.  It was fun.  They all waved goodbye to me as I left.  I was thoroughly pleased with my experience.  And the noodles were extremely yummy…and a good price.  i’ll have to go back again sometime soon. 

    This afternoon, I had my super demon class.  I told them I’d bring potato chips next week if they were good.  They weren’t, so they got a mark on the board…and if they had three marks by the end of class, they wouldn’t get any chips.  They ended with two marks…and were so glad that they would still get potato chips.  I’m going to give them chips, but only one each…since that’s all they earned really.  One each.  I hope they take me seriously.  They’re third grade and such.  I wanted to strangle each one.  I hope their parents don’t read this. 

    Tonight, Sakura dropped into the Center and sat with me as I finished dinner.  Then, we decided to go get puri-kuri done (photobooth pictures).  Then, she surprised me and asked if I wanted to go to Karato, which had an amazing view, especially at night with all the lights.  I said, sure…and 25 minutes later, we were down by the aquarium and Shimonoseki Bridge, looking at the Kamon Strait.  It was so much fun.  I got a picture of the largest plate in the world, according to Guinness.  Yep…I saw the world’s largest plate.  Feeds 500 people.  Weighs 250 kg.  In 2.5m in radius.  Pretty amazing.  Ok..I think that’s it for my day.  It was very neat.  I have to do a lesson plan.  Later!!

  • Squid and Oreos Anybody?

    Ok…not together.  But yes, I ate some squid today!  muahaha. 

    I’m part of the Ladies’ Cell Group with Samantha and Aki, and another lady from the Philippines named Maris.  Since it was our first time meeting since I got here, we went casual and had an early lunch at a restaurant in Chofu, near where Maris lives and teaches.  The drive there from the Center was all along the shore of the Kamon Strait, and was so beautiful.  We drove under the big bridge that connects the Honshu and Kyushu islands.  It was so pretty, even in the dreary raininess that was today. 

    This restaurant was pretty neat.  It had hot plates installed on the tables.  The style of food is called okonomiyaki, which is kind of like an omelette of sorts.  When you order, they bring everything out raw in a bowl, you mix it all up, and then put it on the heated plates and cook your food, even flipping it when the “omelette” gets done on the bottom.  It was pretty yummy. 

    After that, we came back to the Center and I did a little grocery shopping and lesson planning.  Such an exciting way to spend the afternoon.  I’ve had some recent experiences of people approaching me to practice their English.  It’s pretty funny, because I would expect that kind of behavior when I was in China.  But in Japan, everyone is so gentle and timid…hardly anyone approaches someone they don’t know unless they absolutely have to, and even then, the apologies and bowing are sooo intense, it’s like they have put themselves through real physical pain.  It’s so strange, the diametric opposite characteristics of the two cultures, but I feel like I’m fitting in to it fairly well. 

    I had a little trouble getting on the train today, to go to Kawanaka.  I couldn’t find my listing on the time table, so I went ahead up to the platform and had to ask a conductor.  He was just as befuddled by my asking him…all I knew how to say was, Ayaragi-eki?  (Ayaragi station?)  What happened was that my train at that particular time was being conjoined to another train on the same track…so it wasn’t listed by itself on the board.  I was soo glad to step off the train and be in the right district…I don’t know if I could’ve found my way back. 

    It was super rainy this evening, and it was very dark by the time my private lesson with an English teacher was over.  She was so kind to give me a ride to the station and even insisted on driving me from now on.  I was the only one there, which, in America would be very intimidating…but here, it isn’t so scary.  Misa, the English teacher, was asking me about idioms, expressions, and proverbs.  A lot of groundwork has been laid with her about Christianity, and she’s very open about it.  I told her that some of the proverbs popular in America actually come from the Bible, and I showed her the book.  She was so excited, and since she has a Bible at home, she said she’d look at them.  I pointed out the particular ones, Don’t let the sun go down on your anger, and also a soft answer turns away wrath.  She laughed and said that one was for her.  I think she has a Chinese spirit…but don’t ever tell her I said so!

    I think I’m getting more acclamated to the language too.  I’m starting to pick out certain words from dialogues…so that even though I don’t understand completely what’s being said, I get a word here and there.  I still have trouble speaking anything though…thank goodness that body language is relatively similar around the world.  🙂  Oh, and my skin…my face is still kind of dry, but not as bad as it was.  My biggest issue right now is the skin from my neck to my chin.  It’s very dry and kind of flaring into a rash at certain times of the day…particularly the morning and evening.  I think it’s allergies, since this is the time of year for me to be affected by the trees.  Keep me in your prayers…I know it helps!  Thanks!

  • The Gate, Which was Called Beautiful

    Well, I’ve been adding some new shots to my albums, so I’ve included links to them at the bottom of this particular post.  I could probably figure out a better way to do this…but I don’t really want to.  Heh. 

    Today started my first week completely by myself in the classrooms.  I’m so glad that I have the classes that I do on Tuesday…they are perfect for building my confidence that I can actually teach English.  Hah.  My first class is a group of girls that are just adorable.  I think they’re all in 1st/2nd grade.  One of the girls, Rinka, has an attention problem, and sometimes doesn’t follow along.  But her grandma sits in with us, and keeps her in line, which is nice.  Apparently, I smelled pretty nice today, because at one point, Rinka sticks her nose right on my arm and sniffs me.  She did it a couple times, and then she’d sigh right after, like she had just smelled a flower.  It was so funny.

    My second class is of older women, and one college-aged girl.  They are so nice and polite and refined.  I just love spending that hour and a half with them.  Today, in our Bible Time, we went through the story of Lazarus.  I think it had a pretty good impact on them.  Most of their discussion for the Bible Time happens in Japanese, so I have to rely on body language to know what’s going on.  But it goes pretty well, that I can tell. 

    For my personal Bible Time, I’m going through Acts.  It’s always an encouraging book to go through at the start of a mission trip.  I’ve always enjoyed it.  I’m breaking down each section, verse by verse, and analyzing each part.  I was really encouraged by the story of the Lame Beggar Healed.  What struck me most was the very first verse of Chapter 3.  It says, “Now Peter and John were going up to the temple at the hour of prayer, the ninth hour.”  Amidst the chaos and fear that surrounded the Lord’s crucifixion, death, burial, resurrection, and ascension…Peter and John, now filled with the Holy Spirit, continue going to the Temple to commune with God.  They were just going on their way, trying to keep in touch with God the Father.  As they were going on, He brought their path passed a lame man, who had sat at the Beautiful Gate for years and years, begging.  It was at this moment, that God did something amazing through Peter, John, and the lame beggar. 

    But had not the apostles been faithful in meeting with God, they would not have passed that man, or been in the right heart-set for the miracle to happen.  It made me think about my own condition, here in Japan.  Everything happened so quickly to get me here.  I came with no expectations of what God is going to do.  YET, I didn’t come with an expectant heart…I don’t believe that my heart has truly been ready to receive whatever it is God has for me here.  There’s a difference.  God does not work through our expectations…our expectations can never fulfill the ability of God…but we must have an expecting heart.  We must be prepared for God to do something, and allow ourselves the flexibility to go along with whatever that something is.  Some would say, “But Sarah, how can you say you’re not flexible??  I mean, you went to Japan on a couple week’s consideration and a month and a half preparation.”  But it all comes down to the heart.  Everything pointed to God willing me to come out here to Japan…and I’m enough of a workhorse to know that God’s will is the best thing for me.  But my heart was not necessarily willing.  I’ve never wanted to come to Japan.  My heart is in and for China.  But then again, before I went to China, my heart was in and for Nepal.  God has changed the shape of my heart before, I don’t doubt He can do it again.  But I have to be prepared for it.  I’d appreciate your prayers as I allow God to get me to that point. 

    Oh, and here’s the pics.  🙂

    Random Shots
    http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=103520&l=daae6&id=500635206

    On the Street Where I Live
    http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=102457&l=15c5e&id=500635206

    My students and new friends 🙂
    http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=102157&l=eff3f&id=500635206

     

  • I’m a Teacher…Yep

    Sorry that I haven’t updated my blog since Monday.  I sent an email update out, and just got wiped out from that one.  🙂  Today was my first official day as an EFL teacher.  You’ll note that I used an F instead of the standard S.  That’s because, here in Japan, we teach English as a Foreign Language, and not as their Second language.  Why?  Well…in America, they would have a regular place to use the English they learn, but here in Japan…this is pretty much their only opportunity (in our classrooms).  Only recently have schools begun to teach English in elementary schools, so a lot of the younger students are just parents wanting them to have a head start.  The adult students are those who just want conversation with native English speakers, or they might have a set purpose, like a desire to go to a university in the States or to get a job overseas.  Whatever the purpose for their coming, our purpose for teaching them English is for the 15 mins Bible Time at the end of class.  Even though most Japanese are not open to talk about religion…they are willing to put up with anything for a cheap English class, with native speakers.  It’s neat to see how it works.  For the kids, and the adults who have minimal English comprehension, a Japanese speaker will come in and lead a 15 minute Bible Study…or Gospel presentation.  For the adults who have a pretty good understanding of English and can carry on a conversation with it, we use the Easy Reader Edition of the Bible and ask comprehension questions and then try to engage them in a discussion of the events in that particular story.

    For example, my Super Kids 1 class on Tuesdays have very, very basic English understanding.  So, Brian goes through a song and Gospel presentation with them.  They remember the song and sing along with him, and shout out answers.  It’s so sweet.  One of the girls, her grandmother comes and sits in the class with her.  I doubt she’s a believer, but she bows her head and prays with us, and takes notes.  Apparently, her husband came as well, once, and was trying to sneak out some of the free Christian material that’s available to them.  🙂  What pride…but great that despite it, they are still searching and willing to hear and learn more.

    The Ladies’ class that night also, has a higher English comprehension, being level 3 students, and so we can go through the Easy Reader Bible.  This week, we read about Mary and Martha having Jesus in for a visit.  We had a pretty good discussion over it…though Nakayama-san had to do some translating and explanations in Japanese for further understanding.  None of the other women are believers in that class, I believe…but they are close.

    My Saturday morning Side by Side class is the beginners level…but older generation students.  🙂  One of the men in that class is a church member, Mr Komatsu.  He accepted Christ many years ago while he was taking English lessons.  As a show of gratitude for God saving him that way, he presents the Bible time for that class.  He’s on the church leadership, but the only time I’ve ever really heard him say anything was at my contract-signing and he prayed for the year to come, and my service.

    I’m so excited to be in this kind of a ministry…to be able to observe it and take notes, and the possibility of bringing it back home with me.  I can see such a need for it in our community at home, I feel like I’m actually learning how it’s supposed to work. 

    As far as my needs right now…my skin is driving me nuts!  I don’t know if my skin has metamorphosized or if it’s just because I live right next to the ocean, but it is so dry!  I get so frustrated when I look in the mirror and see how dry it is.  It’s just my vanity, but it is still annoying.  Please pray that I can get this under control, or that God would correct my attitude about it.  It’s not hindering me from serving…but it’s just a little splinter that’s getting bothersome.  Thanks!

  • Tomorrow classes start.  I’m excited for this part of my service here to start…since it’s the bulk of what my job is!  Today was kind of chaotic.  I had my contract signing this morning in front of the church leadership.  I met Taka here at the Center and we rode the train over to Kawanaka.  We picked up where we had left off on my orientation, but soon were ushered in for my contract signing.  It was kind of intimidating to sit in front of the 6 membership of the board, and Pastor Tony.  It’s just intimidating because everything’s in Japanese and I can’t understand it yet.  So, Taka translated for me with them and that was helpful.  I didn’t know what to tell them about myself and Tony, in his dry humor way, said, “You’re not getting married!”  Hah.  They thought that was funny. 

    Taka and I finished my orientation and then told me I’d be meeting Brian for a discussion on my classes and how to teach.  I didn’t have any idea this meeting was supposed to happen, so we called Brian to see if we could do it later.  It was alright, so I took the train back to the Center all by myself!  I was so excited!  Then, I found the int’l ATM…and then went grocery shopping.  It was at a new place, and Samantha walked me to it, and then left me to find my way back to the Center myself.  I did…but I kind of underestimated the distance and the weight of the bags I was carrying.  My arms were exhausted when I got back…since I had to walk the whole way.  BUT…I found my way back to the Center!!  Then, I took the train back to Kawanaka and got to the church for my meeting with Brian…but he never showed up.  Turned out he was sick…but we didn’t have any idea that was why he ditched me.  Hah.  Oh well.  Samantha and I had dinner with the Haug’s (Pastor Tony’s family), which was fun…even the morose game of UNO afterwards.  I should have brought Apples to Apples…they would get a kick out of that game.  Tony drove us back to the Center and now I’m here enjoying a can of Pringles.  I feel so proud of myself after taking the train all by myself and going grocery shopping all by myself.  It wasn’t that intimidating, not really.  Well, even though it’s not late, I’m going to go to bed.  I thought I’d read through “The Love Languages of God.”  I have heard so much about it, but have never read it for myself.  I hope I like it.  Have a great week guys!!

  • This was my first Sunday here in Shimonoseki.  Apparently the missionaries are required to go to the Kawanaka (main church) service.  From the train station near the Center, it costs 190yen, 380y roundtrip.  For an approximate cost, just divide the yen amount by 100 and you’ll get the USD amount…but it’s not completely accurate as it’s about 93 y/1 usd.  It’s intimidating meeting all the Japanese church members because I don’t know how many really know English or not…so I just smile and shake hands and bow slightly to all of them and wait for their cue.  They are used to dealing with foreigners, so it’s not a big deal…they’re very forgiving for breaking social norms.  But, I don’t want to do anything wrong. 

    Pastor Tony introduced me and then had me sing a solo.  After a mix-up of not having any music for it, I ended up singing “The Wonderful Cross” with their pianist.  Tony’s daughter Tiffany is home on spring break from Thailand.  She goes to high school in Chang Mai for missionary kids…and she is really nice and fun to talk to.  We’re having a group of the church gals over for a movie night/sleepover this Saturday, so I’ll get to chat some more with her.  I’m excited to build a relationship with these girls, and Eri will be there.  She is so sweet (we went to Kokura with her a couple days ago)…pray for her family as they are not believers.  Her dad actually goes to a new Buddhist sect temple near our Center.  We walk by it on the way to the train station, Daiei and Sea Mall.  I’m getting my bearings on the simple paths now…but beyond that, it’s still a big city.  Once I get a cell phone for emergency calls, I might get myself lost and try to find my way back to the Center.

    After church, Brian and his wife Yoko, invited Samantha and I to have lunch with them and their two little girls.  Their daughters names are Naomi (6) and Sara (3).  They are so much fun.  Sara is Samantha’s shadow…and I think that Naomi is going to adopt me.  Hah!  She and I were having fun with my camera after lunch while Yoko helped Sam with her Japanese studying.  I’ll have to get the pictures up soon…but not today…it’s pretty late.  We came back to the Center for very little activity.  I did some laundry, and have been in my room writing letters and responding to people.  It’s tough keeping up with correspondence.  I will be going with Taka tomorrow to Kawanaka to sign my contract and finish orientation.  Then in the evening I’m having lunch with Pastor Tony’s family.  In the afternoon, I will try my hand at grocery shopping!  Woohoo!!

  • Sakura Makes Japan So Pretty

    So, I’ve been in Japan for my third full day.  It’s pretty amazing…I still don’t feel like I am here…it’s starting to sink in slowly, but it hasn’t hit me that I’m here for a year!  Maybe once I start teaching my classes I’ll realize the full brunt of it…or the first big event back home that I have to miss out on.  I’m not sure, but right now I’m having a great time.  We have been walking everywhere, and I’m not very acquainted with walking this much, but I’m getting there.  I’ll get better used to it, but according to Samantha (the other teacher), we’ve been doing more than is usual…but I really am glad that I’m strengthening my muscles.

    Let’s see…from my point of arrival, I was picked up at the airport by Brian, Taka and Samantha.  Though I was pretty wiped out from the plane transit, I was able to stay awake and talk with them and get to know them kind of superficially.  Since then, I’ve spent a ton of time with Samantha walking around and getting familiar with the areas and customs.  On my second day, Sam made me pancakes (here known as hotcakes…and the maple syrup is called “cake syrup, the maple kind”).  Then Brian came and took us to City Hall to have me registered as an alien.  I’ll go back in a few days to get my actual registration card.  Afterwards, Sam and I met up with Hanae and Takashi, a couple students here, and had lunch with them.  We ate Yu Dong (soup noodles) with tempura (vegetables).  Some of the Japanese food is right up my alley, since I’m already familiar with real Chinese food…but then again, some of it is so weird to me.  We had a great time, and even had some pictures taken called puri-kuri, which you take yourself in a photobooth.  Then, you decorate them afterwards and they are printed out as stickers for you.  We had some really good shots.  It was a lot of fun.

    After that, I came back to Shimonoseki Christian Center for a meeting with Pastor Tony.  He was an hour late…so I unpacked and got everything put into a place.  It was nice to have everything in one location.  I feel so much better about my room now that my suitcases aren’t strewn all over the floor.  After that, I just kind of hung out at the Center, getting myself settled in, having some instant curry and rice, which is very popular here.  There’s supposed to be an Indian restaurant nearby, which I loooove Indian food, so I’m going to have to find out where and get out to it!

    Yesterday (Friday), I had a meeting with Taka first thing in the morning.  Taka is the Ministry Director here at the Center and also the English Ministry “Principal”.  Basically, along with Pastor Tony, he’s my boss…but he’s pretty cool.  His wife, Aki, is three months pregnant, and really nice.  I got to meet her at the start of our meeting too.  We didn’t get very far through it, before I had to take the train to the Kawanaka with Samantha.  We met Pastor Tony and the two secretaries of Shimonoseki Christ Bible Church for lunch.  We went to Joyfull, which seems kind of like a Ponderosa…it’s a popular Japanese Family Restaurant chain…not very traditional food, as I had Italian chicken, with potato and corn, and of course, a side of white rice.  Samantha and I then met with a church member, Eri, who is 19, at the train station and took it to Kokura for some shopping and to see the cherry blossoms.  Apparently, I have come just at the right time.  The blossoms bloomed not too long before I got here, and then, it’s supposed to rain tomorrow night, and that will be the end of them – they will fall off mostly in the rain.  We spent a lot of time in Kokura, even having dinner there.  It was a lot of fun.  Kokura was a Dutch settlement, so there are some remnants of that influence, but not too much.  One great feature of Kokura is a great castle, with cherry blossoms and parks.  It was beautiful.  We also found a novelty store with a lot of random things…a more tame Spencers, I would say, that provided many moments of laughter. 

    Today, I had a video call with my mom, oldest sister Bronlyn, and my nephew Jason, and two nieces Allison and Anna.  It was really nice to talk with them and see them on camera.  It takes getting used to, but it is such a blessing to be able to communicate so easily with everyone back home…it helps cut down on homesickness (which I haven’t had yet…but I remember it from CN).  After the phone call, Samantha and I walked around and she showed me the grocery stores and Sea Mall.  I’m so glad to know where things are now and where I can find my things, since Samantha will eventually have to delve back into her studies (she’s taking distance learning classes through Liberty).  When we got back to the Center, we had our lunch and then decided to go on a hike with Sakura, a woman from China who comes to International Cafe.  It was so neat to hang out with her because I could speak my Mandarin with her and she understood (for the most part).  For the past few days, everything on the tip of my brain has been Chinese…and I’ve had to stop myself in mid-speech because I’m speaking Chinese and not even English…and definitely not Japanese.  It’s to the point where I’m even throwing Hindi out there…doesn’t make any sense at all!!  OOoo, one thing is that there is a ton of French around the town and in the shopping centers.  It’s really nice and helps me feel a little more comfortable.  Reading through these last few sentences makes me realize how much of a nut I am.  I’m sure you all have known it for some time now…thanks for waiting for me to realize it on my own.  🙂

    So, Sam, Sakura, and I walked over to an area called Hikoshima, which is like a suburb of Shimonoseki.  We then walked up a mountain to a park called Oinoyama.  It’s free and is at the summit, over looking the region, and full of cherry blossoms.  It was so beautiful, and though exhausting to walk up the incline, it was amazing!  I have a ton of pictures.  We met a class of girls, all on their school’s tennis team.  They insisted on taking a picture with us.  Ha!  It was fun.  The Japenese aren’t as austentatious as the Chinese, so it’s been weird to be approached by people…although they all still do stare at us, at me.  I’m going to have a lot to get used to about the Japanese culture that is so different from the Chinese.  We were walking up and saw a car called “Midget 2” and we were trying to explain the meaning of “midget.”  Sakura proudly said, “Oh, short people…travel-sized!”  That was one of the most amazing moments of the past few days for me.  It’s so awful, but so hilarious.  We then explained that that expression is used only for objects…not for people.  She got it, but it’s going to be a joke with us for a very long time.  Please pray for her as she is not saved.  She was given a Chinese Bible, but I’m not sure if she reads it.  She’s not very fond of her heritage…maybe I have been brought here to encourage her and bring her closer to God.  I am so excited to know her.  She has such a great personality.  I already have her affection because I appreciate Chinese…I don’t look down on her because she’s Chinese.  She faces a lot of discrimination here in Japan for it.

    I think that’s all for today.  This is a long update, I’m sorry I didn’t blog as things were happening, but it’s been a settling time for me.  I’m so glad that I have you to share this with.  Much love and prayers,

    Sarah ><>

    PS.  By the way, Takashi and Hanae are not believers either…Hanae is close, but Takashi is pretty agnostic.  Eri is a believer and a great sister to talk with. 🙂  Pray for them, and for Eri to be encouraged in her faith.  Thanks!

    Oh, and here are some picatures:

    http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=101360&l=c3be4&id=500635206

  • I Got It! The Golden Ticket!

    Well, actually, I got my visa today in the mail from Detroit, SOOOOOOooooo, I’m officially now going to Japan, leaving April 1st…not an April Fool’s joke.  My visa looks really cool…they actually have my photo on it.  My passport is so neat…what with China, now Japan, and possibly Egypt…if everything goes accordingly.  That would be wunderbar!  So, there you have it…in 5 days, I will be on an airplane, heading to Chicago, to Seoul, and then to Fukuoka to be picked up and transported to Shimonoseki for my year of service.  Then, who knows!

    Last night, was my last night of Wednesday night Connect Bible Study.  It was hard…so say goodbye to my regular chair for a whole year.  It was sad.  What else was sad…saying goodbye to Josh Holbrook, possibly for a whole year.  I almost cried afterwards.  I’m doing pretty good at not crying, but having lunch with Candi today, and her kids, I started to tear up while we were talking.  I’m going to be a basket case the next week.  Thankfully, I’ll have plenty of time to cry on the airplane and freak out the other passengers.  🙂  But then, I’ll have to get to work.  I know myself pretty well, and I’m confident that I’ll feel better once I’m on the airplane and in transit. 

    Other than that, things are wonderful!  I have all my funding (as long as people are faithful with their commitments)…which is totally a God-thing.  I could not have thought it possible to raise $10,000 in a month…but God did it…if only as a sign to me that I’m supposed to go on this trip.  I was pretty certain that I would have to leave with only a 3rd of my money in my pocket.  But God is amazing and has provided everything!  He also paved the way for a speedy processing of my visa paperwork….it happened in record time, seriously!  I know that I would tell you all that I’m just waiting on my visa and it seemed like it was taking a long time, but in the way things are done, it went as fast as it could go.  Amazing!

    Well, I need to get some things done, but I wanted to share that I am now waiting for the next part of my journey…the journey itself!  Also, I’d appreciate your prayers as I try to wisely pack for a whole year…it’s a pretty daunting task.  Good news is that I get to take my violin with me!!  Ok, everyone have a great weekend!

  • ——————————————-
    Obama spurns pastor’s 9/11 jibe
     
    Barack Obama on a plane to Washington on 13 March 2008
    Barack Obama has been a member of the church since the early 1990s
    Democratic presidential hopeful Barack Obama has denounced remarks made by his pastor that the 9/11 attacks were like “chickens coming home to roost”.

    The Illinois senator said the 2001 comments, which have resurfaced on the web, were “completely inexcusable”.

    Mr Obama said he had not been present during Rev Jeremiah Wright’s sermon, at the Trinity United Church of Christ.

    The black Chicago pastor brought Mr Obama to Christianity, officiated at his wedding and baptised his daughters.

    Mr Obama, a member of the church since the early 1990s, posted a blog on the Huffington Post about his relationship with the pastor, who is now retired.

    “I categorically denounce any statement that disparages our great country or serves to divide us from our allies,” he wrote.

    ‘God damn America’

    Mr Obama, who conducted a number of media interviews on Friday to reject Mr Wright’s comments, said he had looked to him for spiritual – not political – guidance.

    In a sermon on the Sunday after the attacks of 11 September 2001, Mr Wright told his congregation: “We have supported state terrorism against the Palestinians and black South Africans, and now we are indignant because the stuff we have done overseas is now brought right back to our own front yards.

    “America’s chickens are coming home to roost.”

    In a 2003 sermon, Mr Wright said blacks should condemn the US.

    “God damn America for treating our citizens as less than human”, he said.

    Mr Obama said he expects his political opponents will use videos of the sermons to attack him as the campaign goes on.

    He is locked in a close race with New York Senator Hillary Clinton for the Democratic nomination, ahead of Pennsylvania’s primary vote on 22 April.
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    So, I’m not really sure why Obama felt the need to denounce publicly his pastor like this.  I mean, yeah, he’s his pastor, but he’s a different man than Obama.  He’s allowed to have his own opinions.  Just because you go to a church doesn’t mean that you will agree 100% with your pastor, or the other leadership there.  I just think it was unnecessary.  He wasn’t even in attendance that day.  Anybody else find this whole thing a little futile?