Konnichwa!!
So i:m staying in Nagano with Sister
Smith for this next transfer. I am super stoked, it:s starting to get cool-
which is absolute bliss since we ride our bikes outside all day. This week I
went to heaven. yep, you guessed it. preschool eikaiwa. It was only 30 minutes
but quite possible some of teh happiest 30 minutes of my life. I was in a room
of 30 plus japanese children. they were so cute. We sung songs with them and
did the abcs and ring around teh roseys, ah i loved it. We went to the
alzheimers care center again and there was this 99 year old man who hates
foreigners. he invited elder tsukamoto over to talk to him because he is
nihonjin, but when he found out that he has lived in america he completely stopped
talking to him. So our mission leader went over and was trying to get him all
riled(?) up by saying he is in the military and stuff. Hahaha it was so
ridiculous. I was eaten by mosquitos this week. I will send a pic of the
horror. We met with one the investigator who has been in and out for
10 years to go to lunch. We let her choose, which seemed harmless enough... So
we go to down town Nagano and take a right on this sketchy alley and a left on
sketchy alley number 2. There is this little building with a peter rabbit type
door, totally harmless right? It looked like it would be the perfect situation
to give a lesson about the gospel... Right? Me and Smith shimai had no idea
what we were getting into. SO we open the door and it is this dimly lit, creepy,
vampire house type of restaurant on the inside. There is a bar no the left,
blood red walls, hundreds of creepy clowns decorating every inch of the
restaurant, this spooky echoey music that brings shivers to my soul, and of
course, a man dressed like mary antoinette in the corner. I honestly felt like
I was going to cry. (I swear I am not being dramatic, it really was THAT
SCARY). So here I am freaking out, and I look over at Smith Shimai... she is
kind of frantically walking back and forth, sheer terror on her face, and
watering eyes. She comes over to me and says *crofts shimai, we HAVE TO LEAVE.
I am so scared. WE HAVE to leave.* There was this indian man cooking curry
behind the counter and she was like *Is that chicken- PLEASE SAY THAT*S
CHICKEN.* I almost wanting to laugh because she was freaking out so much, but
then I realized.. Oh crap. I feel the same way. We were going to ask to go
somewhere else, but we didn:t want to offend our investigator because she is
easily offended. FInally we go towards are seat. We go up this creaking
staircase to the 2nd floor, I honestly was praying to not die. We sit down and
it is just this chamber type thing with a stage? I was waiting for them to
start donig human sacrifices on it. SO SKETCH. So we:re both sitting there,
petrified, kind of the *heh, heh, yeaaaaahhh... this is greeeaaaat...* Sort of
thing. I:ve never been so freaked out. Hahaha. THe curry ended up being yummy
and we ended up making it out fo there alive. We left and were lkikem *WHAT ON
EARTH JUST HAPPENED?* SO we were kind of in shock from that all day. We went to
go bowling for a YSA activity that night- 3 geijings, 1 guy from kenya, and 4
japanese people. We got quite the plethora of weird looks. Way fun though.
RIght now, it feels like none of our investigators are progressing, they just
don:t have the desire. We:ve been trying to get together with the lady who
studied in Arizona for the past week and a half. She was planning on coming to
church last sunday (we waited outside for her for over an hour) and she never
showed. Her coworker got in a car accident. She is so busy and works crazy
hours at work, so she can never make time for us. It makes me really sad,
becasue I know that she is ready to hear the gospel. Our one investigator who
we received through eikaiwa... We:re starting to wonder if she is just
interested in english or if she actually has any desire to hear the
gospel. We haven:t been able to teach her about the gospel since we invited
her to hear the lessons.. She keeps avoiding the topic of the gospel. We found
this old teaching record from 14 years ago that says she was an
investigator, but only had a desire for english. We are kind of praying
that it isn:t her... So we:re currently investigating that one.
We:re trying to find people who will listen who actually have teh
desire..
Me and grant shimai went on
companion exchanges together. Hahahaha it was honestly hilarious. it was
pouring rain, but of course we went out anyway. So we decided to go
house this area. we were dripping wet, but just knocked on the doors
smiling and testifying about the gospel. Usually when we go with our comps
they are SO RUDE to us. But I think they felt bad for us because we were a
bunch of gaijings, terrible japanese, dripping wet. What an image.
So all of them were SO NICE to us, and we felt like above anything we
made an impact on them through our kindness and respect. We went to one
house where we asked the lady if we could share a message about
eternal families, and it sounded like she wasn:t interested... BUt
then she opened the door wide open.. of course, we have no idea what
she said. So we just gave her a pamphlet and walked away. We might go back
to her later when we have someone who can actually speak japanese. Hahaha.
We were saying, this is awesome! THey are being so nice to us! But then we
realized.. Dangit- we wouldn:t even know if we had an investigator or not
because we don:t understand them. It was way fun though!
Saturday we had this craft activity
and we spent all this time inviting people, preparing for it, and we
honestly thought it would be a huge success. Only our relief society president
showed up... We had probably passed out 500 flyers. Uhhh. I was super
bummed about that.
It was a really hard week! Sometimes
it is hard not to be discouraged, but there are people ready to hear
the gospel. I have faith that God has a purpose for me here! All i can do is
try, work hard, and continue in faith. THis gospel is true! Love you!
愛-Sister Crofts
Death by Mosquitos. |
Bowling with our YSA! |
Proselyting in downpour with Sister Grant. |
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