• In Lieu of…

    Yesterday, I had tea time with Taka and Nakayama-san.  It’s been interesting here in Japan during August because the anniversary of the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki were earlier this month.  Also the Olympics are going on and that has excited the natural rivalry between nations.  I went to Quixote and they were watching the high bar Olympics.  Tanabe-san (Too-Tired-Teacher-Who-Used-To-Be-In-Yakuza (but now we found out he really wasn’t in it)…) said almost immediately as I sat down that America was getting bronze, Japan was taking silver, and China was taking the gold.  Right there, in that little triangle of awards was a whole century of conflict…it was insane. 

    I sat with Taka and Nakayama-san in surreality (is this a word? who cares!) discussing the reaction of Japan to losing WWII.  The country was in a panic, and Taka was talking about how this group of kamikaze soldiers received word that American ships were coming to invade Tokyo.  So they gathered these boats that were intended to just be steered into the ships…there were a hundred or so of them…and young men were manning the boats.  They were lined up, and filled with explosives to take out the ships.  But one caught on fire and as they rushed to put the fire out, four of the men realized it wasn’t completely extinguished and told the captain.  The captain disregarded it and called all the kamikaze soldiers together, but the four soldiers ran away, thinking there would be a terrible explosion if that boat continued to burn.  Sure enough, the fire built up again and in a chain reaction exploded all the other boats, killing all the men present…except those four.  Later, they did some research in Washington DC to see if there had really been ships on their way to Tokyo…but there weren’t.  The whole mission was a fool’s errand.

    After that we talked about how Kokura (a shopping district maybe 20 minutes by train from here) was one of the initial targets for the bombs, but it was too cloudy, so they redirected it to either Hiroshima or Nagasaki (I think it was Nagasaki).  Crazy!  But there were heavy air raids done both here in Shimonoseki and in Tokyo.  There were so many in Tokyo that I read there were more deaths there than in both atomic bombs dropping.  Nakayama-san was 7 years old, and she was living in Tokyo at the time.  She was on the western side of the city, and most of the bombings happened on the eastern side.  She remembers the sky being a deep red from all the fire and explosions.  She thought it was beautiful, but her mother chastised her, saying, “Those are homes and people burning.”  Another woman at our church was in Shimonoseki at the time of the air raids.  She was close to one of the bombs dropping and she was thrown into the water…some people pulled her out, but she could have died.  Now, she and her husband and their daughters are believers…but had she died, none of that would be true.

    It’s amazing.  And did you know that America had imprisonment camps for Japanese-Americans living in the States at this time?  Yeah…nothing like the German concentration camps, but still…people’s lives uprooted and isolated.  Taka said that his wife, (who is 3/4th Japanese) Aki’s grandparents were actually held at one of those camps.  Her mother was born on December 7th, 1941…Attack on Pearl Harbor Day.

    Conversely, you have the terrible occurance of “comfort women”…women who were forced into sexual slavery by the Japanese military to service the soldiers.  They took these women from any place they occupied: Korea, China, Philippines, Malaysia, Burma, Indonesia, Hong Kong, Macau, New Guinea.  My friend Mark even mentioned that some Australian women were enslaved, and some Dutch women from prison camps were then forced to work at “comfort stations.” 

    In a nutshell…nobody wins in war.  Nobody.

    (Makes you really think about Russia and Georgia, and all the other “wars” going on right now.)

    I will say, though, that despite the terrible condition of the world and the awfulness of war and the instability of our world…it all points to one thing:  Jesus is coming soon.  And that gives me hope beyond all measure, because only He can establish true and lasting peace.  Take hope in that.

  • Encouragement for My Sisters

    I have been remembering a time when I was younger and totally depressed that I would never find a boyfriend.  Come on.  You know you’ve been there too…unless you’re a guy reading this…sorry this is for my girls.

    For some reason, I have been indulging myself with some great chick flicks, which is fine, but always makes me reminiscent.  Not to mention my eating Sour Cream & Onion Pringles, cross-stitching throughout most of the day and listening to music online.  Yes, my summer vacation is turning out real eventful.  But it’s alright, I don’t really mind it.

    I was thinking about my current “single” status and how I’m pretty content with it.  I mean, if God decided to change that today, I’d be game for that as well…but as is, I am fine. 🙂  Not something I could have said a few years ago.  Especially when I was younger and in that sometimes awful institution called High School, I remember complaining to my mom about how there were no Christian guys who were really worth their salt.  She would remind me that they were out there, and that God was in control.  She also said that when I got out of high school, I would have to beat them off with a baseball bat, which always kind of frightened me…but I never really believed her.  There was always this doubt in my mind that, regardless of what mom knew about life, I probably knew more than her and I definitely knew more about boys than her.  I was assured that I was correct in the scarcity of worth-while guys.  I even had older friends who were in college and I listened to their stories of love and loss and despite the growing evidence that Christian young men are out there, I stood resolute in my assumption that none would cross my path and I would turn into a woman like Mother Teresa or Amy Carmichael.

    Even my first few years of college produced few solid Christian guys and just fed into my misconception that there aren’t really any out there.  But, then my girl friends started dating really awesome Christian guys and then some of them got married.  And after a while, I couldn’t deny that some mysterious void was producing great guys.  Could it be that Mom was right afterall?

    As of now, I’m not even 25, but I can single-handedly attest to knowing several stellar Christian guys of all sorts: languages, cultures, nationalities, etc.  I am not hopeless, though I am content right now.  As I’ve traveled half-way around the world I have met some great guys too and I am so pleased to call them “Dear Brothers.” 

    So, to my younger Sisters and to my 20-something single Sisters…do not give up hope.  Do not give in to the thoughts of isolation and do not – I repeat – DO NOT compromise your standards and settle for some guy who is less worthy than the best.  There are young men of principle and morals (although they are tempted just like we are…so have mercy on them and encourage your Brothers in holiness) and they are waiting for you as much as you are waiting for them.

    And to my Brothers who have decided to read to the end…I won’t leave you out cold either…just because this is a message of hope to my Sisters, I hope that you won’t throw it away as no worth to you.  There are so many young ladies who are waiting for young men who will stand up for what they believe in.  Young men who will be leaders and guardians, and most of all, lovers of God.  Please don’t make us feel like our waiting has been in vain.  Step up, have courage, and be bold in your love of God and for His Family. It won’t be wasted.

  • Quizzer Whizzer

    I got this off of another blog:

    You enter a cafe. The cafe is deserted but on the table, you see: a glass of water, a bowl of soup, a dish of dessert, and a piece of meat. What you didn’t know is in one of this food is a drug that’ll make you do as you’re ordered: for example: someone orders you to dance like a monkey, and you’ll dance like one. So what do you think is the drugged food?


    Well, there’s no right and wrong answer. Depending on the answer you choose, it’ll show what type of person you’ll be, how you’ll change when you fall in love.

    Dessert: If you chose dessert, then when you fall in love, you’ll change according to the person you fell in love with. For example: if he/she likes Linkin Park, you’ll start to like Linkin Park. If he/she likes tennis, you’ll start to be interested in tennis. And so on. Your likes will change to be in accordance with him/her.

    Soup: If you chose soup, then you are the type of person who doesn’t show your love, but you love deeply. You’ll act like you’re cold-hearted, but your heart is fuzzing with all the warmness. (Like Shin Goon from Goong. :P) You’ll think that you’re able to control your feelings, but other people can see through you. 😛

    Water: If you chose water, then when you’re in love, you become quite serious about it. After you are in love, you are not able to show the dark side of you anymore. You spend your time seriously thinking about how to express your feelings, and the other person will not know how you’re feeling, and they will feel irritated.

    Meat: If you chose meat, then you’re the kind of person who’ll feel like you’ve gone to heaven when you fall in love. And you won’t be able to contain your thrill and excitement, so others will start to get annoyed of you and think, “Hey… what’s the big deal lah”. You’ll want to show off your love to the whole world.

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    I don’t know what I am.  I was torn between dessert and the piece of meat.  So maybe I’m an amalgum of the two…but after reading the descriptions, I think I’m more of a bowl of soup.  I hold a lot of my emotions inside, but I do have a ton of them swooshing around in my mind and whatnot.  I think I generally date desserts and glasses of water.  The guys I date immediately decide that they are in love with me and seem to change their whole selves just to match with me so that I’ll want to be with them…but then when I don’t show my emotions as quickly, they get bored and move on.  🙂  Which I’m ok with.  I don’t want someone who always agrees with me…or is in love with an idea of me.  And I don’t want to be with someone who doesn’t know who they are themselves and just wants to be in a relationship.  I want our relationship to be a challenge (in a good way) and to be loved for who I reeeally am.  I always thought that the “1/2 + 1/2 = 1” description of marriage was flawed…and then I heard someone say that “1 + 1 = 1” and I really think that’s more accurate for a relationship.  I in no way feel incomplete as I am right now…and I don’t want to date or marry someone who does feel that way.

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    credit to dawn_1o9 for translating from Burmese to English

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