There's like no time for me to write, (in order to let another shimai write)
SO I'M GOING TO FLY!!!
We got two new investigators.
We got two new investigators.
I'll tell you about the second, because it's crazy.
He's the husband of a member who we found in the area book. The sister (Kujiraoka Shimai) is only his wife in name. She lives in a different house than her husband.
He was an investigator is 2008, who's home fell down after the tsunami in 2011 (I think).
But the reason no one had visited him before that time was because he got crazy drunk, and yelled and the missionaries, (chased them I think) and they wrote about it in the area book.
I wanted to visit him anyway.
We got his new address from the sister, and she laugh and warned us. But said "If you get him to come to church, I'll buy you both steaks"
Laugh, I love her.
So off we went.
We knocked on his door, and the window next to our head opened and the head of a little man with glazed eyes poked out.
"HELLO! I haven't seen you guys in a long time! But you don't like me when I've been drinking. Well, guess what! I've been drinking a lot! So it looks like we can't meet, and talk about God!"
I was sick of excuses. "We can teach you even if your drunk." I said.
He bust up laughing. and the door flew open "COME IN!"
We sat on the floor because he had no furniture. He was probably the funnest little man I've ever met.
He believes in God, and in the Holy Ghost, but says believing in Christ is impossible.
I was just going to drop him right there, and leave, but I figured he deserved a chance when he wasn' t drunk.
I asked him if it would be okay for us to teach him when he wasn't drunk.
He said he wasn't sure if he could do it.
Here's his life scedjule:
12:00 midnight - wake up
2:00am-6:00 am, deliver newspapers (he's like 70, he does it as a hobby)
6:00am-4:00pm Drink sake
4:00pm- midnight - sleep.
So, we said we could come at eight, he said he could hold of drinking sake for two hours for us. But if we were late he couldn't do it.
I had experianced an investigator like this before in Tsuruoka, so I wrote him a note telling him not to drink on friday the 20th. We'll see how it goes.
(He's got moldy teeth and yep, I won't describe him for your sakes)
THInGS HAVE BEEN CRAZY!
I played and sang at the train station, and met a group of high schoolers that sings in national competitions. We sang songs back and forth. I played nearer my God to Thee on the guitar, and they were so excited. We invited them to english class, and they invited us to a concert.
A man ran into us and talked to us for a while. Mid conversation he just left. He came back a few minutes later and dropped a bag at our feet and ran off.
it was three cans of beer.
"what do we do?" I asked
"We could give it to someone." my beloved companion said.
I shut down the idea of giving someone the means to sin. We dumped it out.
SO many crazy stories. So little time. I love you all. Keep doing the right things.
Elder Wheelwright
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