Watashi no mokuteki wa hitobito ni Kirisuto no moto e kuru you susumeru koto desu. sono tame ni watashi wa Iesu Kirisuto to Kirisuto no aganai o shinjiru shinko, kuiaratame, baputesuma, Seirei no tamamono o ukeiru koto, saigo made ni taeshinobu o toshite, sareta ga kaifuku no fukuino ukeirerareru yotasukeru no desu.
I am a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I have been called for two years to teach the people of Japan in the Japan Nagoya mission.
Wednesday, January 11, 2017
Mochi san wa watashi wo korosu. -Mario Coxon
January 1, 2017
Or being interpreted: Mr. pounded rice will kill me.
Yep, this week was 7 days long. The end.
Seriously though, we didn't do much this week. We went and
got to teach that family we found a few weeks ago though. That was pretty
awesome. They were really nice and they invited us in and offered us beer, then
sake, then coffee, then tea. We settled on vegetable juice. #ClassicMissionary.
Another thing that happened this week was that I got to call
our recent convert to repentance and warn him of spiritual death. #AlmaStyle He
was really shocked that sinning is really all that bad. He then promised to
come to church more and to stop other things, then he didn't show up on Sunday.
I may have to remind him of our "kablamo talk."
Then for New Years yesterday, we were going to go to a less
active member's house for dinner, but then ended up not being able to go. That
night after we had just finished figuring out what to do for dinner, a former
investigator called and commanded us to come to his house for dinner. So we
went over and they asked if it was ok that they drink sake. We decided that it
was just whatever and it was a fun night. Actually they were pretty normal. One
of the guys there was our friend Mario from England and he took a little sip of
the sake and was like, "wow that is super strong!" So he didn't drink
too much, and then Nishikawa (the man whose house we were at) drank some, but
just got a little more random than normal (which isn't much mind you). He just
kept forgetting English words and it was a good time. Also they had gone to the
effort to get us some Coke. Pretty cool.
Well, that's about it, or at least that and the near
death experience. We went up to the ruins of Nanao Castle and on the way down,
there was a really sharp curve and I was hugging the wall as close as I could
and pulling on my brakes a little, but then there was a car that was a little
close to my side and I had to slam on my brakes. I wiped out and slid on my
left side and he slammed on his brakes and my right shoulder was within a foot
of his tire. I promptly stood, picked up my bike, the man looked at me, I said,
"its all good, my bad" and he said, "ore wa abunakatta"
which being translated is, "I was too close" (literally I was
dangerous). We both then went on our merry way. When we got to the sushi place
at the bottom of the hill, we discovered that I didn't have a scratch. None of
my clothes were even damaged. My hip got a little sore for a day or so, but
that was literally it. The only proof of the accident that I have is my
companion's witness and the fact that my pedal is a little more scratched up
from sliding on the road.
Another near death experience!!! On Friday we were walking
to the train station from DTM, and there were eagles and crows in the area. I
had packed a sandwich because we wouldn't have much time to eat, and I had only
eaten half of my breakfast due to time. So I was hungry. So I took out my
sandwich and ate while we walked to the eki. We were just talking when all of a
sudden I felt something rush really hard on the side of my face. Then I saw an
eagle fly right in front of me from behind. It had tried to get my sandwich. It
was really scary. Maybe even a little scarier than the car and bike
Well that is really it.
This is a picture of a jinja (shrine) lit up for New Years.