No -missionaries don’t talk about politics.
This rule could possibly be the most difficult to follow (and also the biggest blessing) for a missionary in the midst of a heated election. Literally everyone and their Hello Kitty costume-wearing miniature dog was talking about the American elections.
Since we don’t follow any form of media and the Tama Ward members knew that, we got texts and announcements as soon as the election finished. And lots of condolences. Apparently Japan’s not a huge fan. And that’s under-exaggerated. Well I’m just praying for America.
Anyway, life goes on, because what else can it do?
This week was so chalk-full of miracles! We had this plan, and the Lord trashed that plan and gave us one infinitely better. It included reconnecting randomly with some people who had been learning about Christ a year ago and then for various reasons stopped, but just this week one contacted us through a friend and we found out she had been hospitalized and lost contact, and we randomly (well, no..) ran into another at her mother’s house while we were just visiting people in a particular neighborhood teaching about family history. For the record, we didn’t know it was her mother’s house. It was raining and dark and cold and late and we were about to go home, but I said “one last door,” remembering the “4th floor, last door” talk by Uchtdorf I had read that same morning. And that was when we found our friend!
We got to teach lots of people about finding their ancestors this week through this worldwide free app called “family tree” (familysearch.org), and had a great time helping some recent converts start finding their roots. People here love sharing about their Samurai and Bushi ancestors dating back to the Edo Jidai and Heian Jidai historical periods.
The holiday seasons are in full swing. An English class student had us come over and help her practice English Christmas songs for a performance at the end of the month and gave us Christmas goodies and soup. She sent us off loaded with clothes she didn’t need anymore (she was doing a closet purge) and amazing-smelling lotion. So I basically already had my Japanese Christmas. Her favorite Christmas song artist also happened to be Mormon singer David Archuleta. Well, would you look at that!
We had zone meeting this week and I trained again with the same training I did at the leadership conference last week. On Saturday we had a ukulele class with some members and friends learning with us and P.S. Ukuleles just made my Christmas list. We also had a Young Adult Family Home Evening last night and I loved getting to bond with other YSA’s together! I broke down and ate a brownie though….and felt so gross after.
And finally, I got my last transfer call, ever. Transfer thirteen and still going strong. Orton Shimai is transferring and my last companion ever will be Sister Beck, transfer four. That’s about all I know.
I’m currently on a train to go climb Mt. Takao, our last hurrah together.
Ski lift descent!