I am SO SO SO SO SO sorry that you haven't received an email
from me in 2 Mondays. Last week I wrote a really interesting, really long
email with several pictures, and I just sent it to you the normal way, but I
suppose for no reason in particular it just deleted itself instead of sending,
because it isn't even in my outbox. Something similar happened to Elder
Taylor, and his family didn't get an email either (pretty much the worst way to
end a P-Day.) I'm really sorry and was super upset when I read your email
and realized it just never sent. I've never missed a week of sending you
an email! I guess you just missed a week of receiving one from
me... I'm sorry!
Ok, so, there's quite a bit to talk about! Where do I
begin?! I'll just begin with last week. Last week was amazing! Lots of
fun things, a couple sad things.
So, the sad thing. First, we won't be teaching Daichi
anymore. There are a lot of really good reasons, but it was just really
hard when I finally felt in my heart that we needed to let him go. Let me
explain: When Elder Li and I visited him some time ago, we learned that he
lives in Nakana which is about 8 minutes from President and Sister Nagano at
the mission home. So.... he's not even in our area. He's also in the boundaries
for a young single adult ward which would be far more fun for him to attend and
would feel much more natural than our ward of young families and wealthy
businessmen. But, our Zone Leaders told us it is totally our decision
what we want to do. After a lot of prayer and thinking, we decided it would be
best to let the other Elders teach him. So we biked down to the mission
home that night, introduced them, and then said goodbye. It was so
sad. He watched us leave and waved. I looked back 3 times, and he
was also looking back. He's come to be one of my favorite people in the
entire world. I'm serious when I say after my mission I'm gonna find
times to hang out with him when I visit Japan.
Other than that, we had SUCH a fun P-Day going to get Sushi with
some
Eikaiwa students last week. It was seriously a dream come
true, Mama. This stuff was amazing and came out in these fancy wooden
bowls. The best was when I put an entire piece into my mouth only to find
that the inside was lathered with wasabi, which felt like a small
mushroom-cloud-explosion-flash of instant heat followed by numbness. I
accidentally yelped out "WOW!" and got a lot of funny looks from the
quiet Japanese people around me humbly eating their food. It was awesome, because
we got to teach them about the word of wisdom a little bit! They gave us
these big fancy clay mugs of green tea and we said, "Sorry, we can't drink
that!" and it lead to lots of talk about the church!
We've been
doing GREAT with the members. We visit
them almost every other day and I'm beginning to make some really good
friends. More than just working well
together, they are becoming my true friends, and it's one of the happiest and
most satisfying feelings in the world.
Knowing that you're actually serving the people you're with. In fact, sometimes on Sunday in this ward we
hardly get to talk to anyone on Sunday before and after church because everyone
is so busy, but as we've been reaching out to ward members so much recently, we
were stopped by half a dozen members and invited to 3 different people's homes
randomly. (That's a big deal. It means our ward members are beginning to
trust us. I only hope we can maintain
and continue to deserve that trust!) This was two days ago at church and it
boosted my spirits so much.
A wonderful
experience from that same day happened with a brother in our ward named Kan
Kyoudai. So, he lives far away, but we
had called him wanting to meet. He said
he doesn't want us to go to far, so we agreed just to meet with him before
church sometime. Well, Sunday came and
we tried rushing out the door, but due to some setbacks got to the church
late. We weren't able to meet with him
because of our ward mission meeting.
Just before church started, we came up to him and said, "Brother
Kan, I'm sorry!" his response was, "I was here an hour early, where
were you?" I tried to explain the situation, but he was really
disappointed.
The worst
way to destroy a relationship with someone is to start to gain their trust, and
then let them down. So we road our bikes
to his house with a bag of treats and a handwritten letter in kanji. Apparently he'd moved and it was the wrong
address, so we brought it to church. The
look on his face was pure shock, and then came a big smile, and after reading
the letter he hugged both of us. He
refused to take all the treats (but I made him take at least half of them).
When we secured his home address we promised to visit him sometime this week,
even if his actually house is a little farther.
Humbling ourselves and doing our best to make amends lead to an
experience I will never forget, and a good friend I will have for the rest of
my life.
Elder
Taylor and I are doing great! It's funny
how so many things about us (his love for music, his love for Japanese culture,
his love for movie soundtracks, Nintendo, Ghibli, movies, and family,) are
super similar, and yet so many things are completely different. We are always united in wanting to serve The
Lord to our fullest, and so we're doing good things every day. I hope I'll have a good impact on him in the
end, I've been doing my absolute best.
He's an ambitious and funny one, and we have some wild adventures!
Seeing
pictures of Hazel broke my heart, I was seriously thinking about her all
Sunday. I was really concerned that she
might have a bad condition, but it's looking like just an eye problem? At least her eyes are unbelievably adorable
until third grade. :)
I've seen
the Joseph Smith video recently and frequently reflect on him and the other
pioneers. I love having pioneer
heritage, it's so cool!! You should send
me a story or two to tell people! :) I really want to start doing family
history dendou, because I believe the spirit of Elijah is having a massive
influence here in Japan.
Got Kebabs at Deniz! Long story short, because of a
missionary named Elder Ries, these people LOVE missionaries and the
church. It was like converting a nation, but just converting a kebab shop
instead. Basically, all of the employees love us, listen to our message every
time we come, and give us twice as much meet and sauce in our kebabs.
Got up for seminary at 5 and road the whole hour and a half in
the rain. When we got back I bought Elder Taylor a donut for breakfast
and another Elder took these pics as we walked in the door.
We made lots of friends while talking to random people we ran
into! They all asked for pictures, so I
asked for THOSE pictures. J
Here’s a man who pulls people in wagons, and below is a man from Taiwan
who doesn’t speak English or Japanese but was grateful we spoke to his family!
AWWWW!! That birthday celebration looked so
cute! Shoutout to Megan and Hudson with
their birthdays!! :)
So I was
thinking about when we visit Japan together.... I can't wait to give you a tour
from the perspective of an actual resident of Tokyo :) I can't believe I can say that I've lived
here!! I have so many awesome little
shops and places we HAVE to visit.
Namely: Narita church, Narita san, several ward member's, my whole
Narita area, all of Shibuya crossing, Tokyo Temple, Go Hyaku En Ramen (500 yen
Ramen,) Odaiba, Deniz.... too many places.
What are the odds of you maaaaaaybe picking me up so that we can hike
mount fuji and such? ;)
By the way,
on splits I met a famous politician who did a conference in UVU a few weeks
ago. He met with many very successful
people, including someone you might recognize....
Ok, I've
written insane amounts this week. There
is so much more to talk about, but those stories are prolly gonna have to wait
until a Sunday dinner some other day.
Elder Gonzales said that if I could eat more sushi than him, he
would buy my lunch. He ate 32
pieces. I ate 34.
Today
we went to “Asakusa” and I bought a really cool traditional banner!!! I can’t wait to hang it up at the apartment!
My
main man Martin! He’s from Narita’s
Eikaiwa, but he came all the way here JUST to see me!! He’s like my Japanese Grandfather. J
A view of Skytree, the second tallest tower in the world:
A big Japanese temple:
スタウト長老! ^o^
Elder Stout! :D
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