tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80684549931540463642024-03-19T02:27:51.444-07:00Sister Molinari's Adventures in TokyoKmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-52996658794620637982015-07-19T20:28:00.000-07:002015-07-19T20:28:36.341-07:00Building a Wardrobe<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
Ok, first I will tell you what I wish I had done. Then I
will go through pieces of clothing individually and tell you what you need and
what you don’t. I'll also leave the comments open so if you have any questions ask away!<o:p></o:p></div>
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In Japan, they have these beautiful shops called recycle
shops. I love them. Most sisters do. They are full of cheap clothing (if you
find the right one) and it is still in excellent condition. I would get skirts
for the equivalent of a dollar here. Now that isn’t every shop but you can
still find pretty good deals at an average one. The other great thing about
Japanese clothes is that everything is modest. Well, not everything. But I had
no problem finding modest skirts and shirts and dresses even. There were three
other stores I absolutely loved too; Honeys, GU and UNQLO. Honeys has a skirt
that just about every sister missionary ends up with by the end of her mission.
A-line, beautiful colors, twirls really nicely and depending on your height
hits between mid-shin and just above the ankle. GU and UNQLO have the best
shirts. I love their button downs. But, they have great sales. You can get
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What I wish I had done was bought clothes for DI and
salvation army here for the MTC, and brought some cute things from home too,
then at the end of the MTC sent home the cute clothes and brought the DI
clothes I wasn’t attached to to japan. That way, you have cute clothes for
picture days in the MTC and then you are completely unattached to the other
clothes and can just get rid of those clothes as you buy clothes in Japan that
are actually cute and modest and much cheaper than anything modest in America. <o:p></o:p></div>
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So, my suggestion is go out and buy cheap clothes from second
hand shops for the mission field, and bring a few cute things too for the MTC
and if you want the field too or just send them home. Then, when you get into
the field go shopping! BUT, do not buy everything all at once. Make it a
mission long process, otherwise you will end up with things you don’t really
like and won’t have money for things you love later on. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-You only need one blazer. It is too hot for blazers most
of the year. I found mine at target. They lasted my entire mission and were
more of a boyfriend cut so they were comfortable too.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-G’s. I had them for summer and every other season. You
want cotton or dry-lux in the summer. It is just too hot for anything else. You
WILL get heat rashes. And those hurt! I had thermal bottoms too for the winter.
Wore them every day. They were the best. The tops are cut a little high so It
makes them hard to wear. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Don’t bother with thermal underwear. Get thermal G’s and
fleece lined tights. Fleece lined tights will be your best friend during the
winter. You can get them in Japan, but if you are tall they won’t. They don’t
stretch like normal tights. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Do not bring lots and lots of shoes. It takes up space
and it’s a waste of money. You will walk right through your cheap shoes. My wing-tips
(oxfords) from clarks lasted my entire mission. And so did the black flats I
got from lands end. BUT, they both had more of a pointed toe and so I began to
develop bunions. Buy shoes with a wider toe/ rounder toe. Round toed shoes aren’t
as cute but they are a lot better than bunions and misshapen feet. My feet do
not look the same as they did when I left on my mission. My parents had to send
me shoes half way through. They got clarks which lasted till the end and then
were given to my last companion because they still had a lot of life left in
them. Loafers are nice too- As long as the toes aren’t pointed. Slip on shoes are the easiest. In Japan we
take our shoes off at the door. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Winter boots. You want a pair of nice winter boots. I
got timberland riding boots. They lasted through two winters of walking and the
tread didn’t even begin to look worn. Those were power house boots. My shoe purchases can be seen <a href="http://molinariintokyo.blogspot.com/2013/11/accessories-part-ii.html" target="_blank">here</a>.</div>
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-Rain boots. Get rain boots! You can find them in Japan
pretty easily unless you are a size 8 or bigger. Then it gets a little harder.
I had Hunter packable tours. They cracked less than half way through my
mission. But, I would buy them again. They were the most comfortable rain boots
I had my entire mission. I went through three pairs. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Bring lots and lots of peds! But try and get the ones
that feel more like tights than socks. I’m convinced part of the reason my feet
look so terrible is from restricting socks. You can find them at target I
think. I got all of mine from old navy. They were too restrictive. And, as you
wash them they get progressively smaller and more disfigured. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Boot socks. I brought way to many pairs. You only need
one or two. If you wear them over tights (which you will because it is so cold)
they shouldn’t get smelly. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Tights. Tights are your best friend. I love tights! I
brought lots of colored tights too. Make sure you bring muted colors. Aqua blue
or neon orange are not appropriate. I brought dark red, dark green, a muted
mustard, navy and gray. I also had a few patterned ones. Don’t bring fish net
styles though-that’s trashy and not professional. I also really like stockings.
If you are tall, bring your own. You won’t find them in Japan. <o:p></o:p></div>
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*I really loved honeys black tights with a higher denier.
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-Exercise clothes. I brought enough tops to work out
every day. Guess what girls, chances are you will not go out every day. I only
had a few companions who wanted to do that. I would only bring two or three exercise
tops plus one t-shirt. And then pring a pair of yoga pants and capris. I got
mine at Wal-Mart I think they were Danskin. They are great. I’m actually
wearing my capris right now!<o:p></o:p></div>
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-If you want to buy jeans go get a pair at a second hand
shop. I didn’t wear my jeans once in the field. But I loved them, so I had to
carry them around the entire time. Everyone wears jeans on p-day in the MTC
though. It was a special treat.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-RAIN SUIT!!! You absolutely want one of these. And do
not go cheap. You will regret it every day of your life during the rainy
season. I got mine at L.L. Bean. It was a little on the pricey side but it
lasted and stayed waterproof. I had a few companions who had water-resistant
suits (that is NOT the same as water-proof) and one who’s suit decided it didn’t
want to protect her from the rain by the end of her mission. Each piece at L.L.
Bean is around $70 but they are guaranteed. Waterproof pants are also great in
the snow. I used my pants almost all year round. DO NOT GO CHEAP ON YOUR RAIN
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-Bring a winter coat. I had one that had two layers. You
could zip them together and wear them as one warm winter jacket or zip them
apart and use the inside layer as a spring jacket. It wasn’t the prettiest
thing but it worked great. I gave it to another missionary when I left, it was
still going strong.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-Bring winter scarves; Big, warm, thick ones. And gloves.
Make sure they are water-proof. And if you are prone to losing gloves you
should probably bring an extra pair. And don’t forget hats, or head bands.
Those are a must. Head bands work well with helmets and hats are great for
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-You want sweaters. Sweaters are the greatest in the
winter and the summer. Bring a few. And then get some more in Japan. They have
cute sweaters. I loved sweaters for layering in the winter. And in the summer,
I would bring one with me to appointments and put it on when we got to someone’s
house so no one could see my sweaty pits. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-You don’t need two pairs of pajamas. One set is fine.
Sweat pants and a t-shirt are fine too. Or you can use the workout clothes that
probably won’t get used for anything else. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-BIKER SHORTS. These are a must. I never wore them and
there were some days I wish I had brought them. It makes riding a bicycle sooo
much easier. Make sure they go above your knee. Way above your knee. You look
pretty goofy when you can see your shorts hanging down past your skirt. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Bring shower sandals for the MTC and then ditch them.
You won’t use them in the field. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-don’t bother stocking up on hair ties and such. You can
find them pretty easily in Japan. BUT, if you have blonde hair or use blonde
bobbypins, bring lots. Those are REALLY hard to find. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Bring accessories. Belts, scarves and necklaces. But don’t
go overboard. Just bring a few of each. I brought way to many scarves and could
only wear them for a small season. The rest of the year was just too hot. You
can wear them at the end of fall and for a few weeks at the beginning of
winter. Then, once winter gets going you want nothing but big, thick, warm
scarves. During spring and summer it is just too hot for scarves. You can also
find really cute accessories here. I loved the necklaces here. Also, if you go
to Forever21 in Japan their accessories get market down to a dollar or two.
Great deal!<o:p></o:p></div>
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-Polar fleece jacket or sweatshirt. You’ll want this in
the apartment at night and during the winter. It is cold!<o:p></o:p></div>
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-Make sure you have a WATCH!<o:p></o:p></div>
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-layers/ shade tops are a must. You can also buy these
really nice tank tops at GU and UNIQLO that work great during the summer. They are
designed to let heat out. And during the winter they have a line called Heat
Tech. It keeps you warm. Both are pretty great. And they come in basics.
Shirts, tanks, turtle necks…<o:p></o:p></div>
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-During the summer you will want loose fitting tops. They
are more breathable, and you are less likely to get pit stains. Linen is also
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-The rest of the year you can wear just about anything. I
brought basic long sleeves that could be layered with a sweater and scarf and
that was my winter wardrobe. I also loved layering with button downs. You can
get the cutest button downs in Japan.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-Dresses. Dresses are wonderful in the summer. <a href="http://molinariintokyo.blogspot.com/2013/09/the-dress-every-sister-missionary.html" target="_blank">This dress was great</a>. Lasted my entire mission and was passed onto another companion.
Japan recycle shops are also full of vintage dresses. They have $7.00 dress
shops that sister missionaries love. We all had vintage dresses. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Skirts. I love pencil skirts BUT they do not work on
bicycles. Nope. Even if you can do it it end up ruining them. Structured pencil
skirts start tearing at the split and jersey pencil skirts will develop this
odd bulge where the fabric gets stretched over the bicycle seat. But, I would
bring at least one for Sundays and special occasions when you want to loot
nice. A-line skirts are the easiest. A more narrow a-line skirt is best for
bicycles. They don’t require being clipped up. Bicycles are dangerous! They eat
skirts. Missions are NOT the place for maxi skirt. Don’t bring them, don’t wear
them, don’t be that sister missionary. Skirts are really easy to find in Japan.<o:p></o:p></div>
KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-17310578190655992552015-07-04T20:07:00.000-07:002015-07-05T20:15:38.042-07:00To Bring or Not to Bring<div class="MsoNormal">
Ok, as a return missionary I can tell you what to pack and
what not to pack…if you are going to the Japan, Tokyo Mission. I will do a separate post for sister’s
clothes. There were so many things that I did not need to bring, that I did,
and then lugged around my entire mission and then quite a few things I wish I
had packed and didn’t and then had to have my parents send me. And that, folks,
is expensive .<o:p></o:p></div>
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-A pedigree chart (family tree) with pictures too! Or
just make sure yours is up to date on the church family history website. We
have ipads so you will be able to access it. Familysearch lets you upload
pictures too! So if you have them, add them. Pictures make a very boring family
tree a lot more interesting and it gives you something to talk about. Family
and Ancestors are very important in Japanese culture so this gives you common
ground to build on.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-a CELL PHONE. I had friends who told me to do this and
it worked great for both my brother and I. Go out and buy a cheap pay-as-you-go
phone and put some minutes on it. Then have your parents send it to before you
leave. MAKE SURE THEY ACTIVATE IT. At
the airport you are allowed to call home. Everyone wants to use the phone and
there are not that many, so you end up waiting in line for a good amount of
time and you don’t get to talk to your family for very long. If you have a cell
phone you can talk to your parents without having to wait or get off for someone
else. It worked great for me! <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Compact umbrella. Go to walmart. They have small
umbrellas that are durable and cute! The brand that is the best is TOTE.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-FITTED SHEETS. They tell you not too, I didn’t and it
was the biggest pain in the butt. A twin size fitted sheet will fit around a
futon just fine. Flat sheets need to be re-tucked in every night. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-TOOTH BRUSHES AND TOOTH PASTE. Bring enough tooth paste
and tooth brushes to last your mission. Dental care is not one of Japan’s
strong points. You will have a very hard time finding good tooth brushes (they all look like children’s
tooth brushes there) and an even harder time finding good tooth paste. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-DEODERANT. It doesn’t exist in Japan. Japanese people
don’t need it. They just smell good all the time. Bring lots. Maybe 4 or 5
sticks. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-first aid kit. But don’t spend lots of money on one. The
only thing anybody ever uses really is band-aids and Neosporin. You want strong
bug repellent. The mosquitos are vicious. They are black and blue and big and
leave scars after they bite! I also found having hydro-cortisone cream really
useful. It takes itches away from ANYWHERE. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-sunscreen. I didn’t use much and wish I had. The sun
will take its toll on your skin. You are out all day every day during the
summer and the sun is strong. There is sunscreen in Japan, but I had a lot of
companions who didn’t think it was very good. I don’t know how true that is
though. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-LAUNDRY BAG. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-If you have a special prescription for medicine you need
to bring enough for your mission with you (If it cannot be bought in Japan). If
your parents or a doctor tries to send you medicine it will be confiscated at
customs, burned and you will never get it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-bring your own helmet and lock for your bicycle. It will
save you $30-$50.00<o:p></o:p></div>
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-what we call a Shokai book. A book full of pictures of
yourself and your family! Get one made at shutterfly or a similar site. Albums
are bulky and heavy. Put lots of pictures of you and your family and friends.
You want things that make you look normal. So trek and EFY…not really the best.
Those don’t mean much to anyone who isn’t Mormon. Pictures of you splaying
sports, going on vacation and anything with Disney is really good. Baby
pictures are fun and having a picture of your baptism opens up conversations to
church. If you are artistic include pictures of your art. Pick pictures that
you can talk about. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Make-up. It’s expensive in japan!<o:p></o:p><br />
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-If you are particular about pads, tampons and
panty-liners bring your own. LOTS. Also this is a side not but girls, use
panty-liners or else your G’s get nasty fast. Smiley face stickers are nice
too. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Disney stickers. They are fun to give to kids but hard to
find. Other stickers are easy to find..but Disney Princess stickers are hard to
find. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-You will have an ipad in the Japan, Tokyo mission. Something I am so glad I had was a SD card converter...I don't know if that is what it is called. Find (and buy) the tool that allows you to take photos from your SD card and transfer them onto your ipad. It comes in handy when you want to send pictures home or when you want to share photos with others.</div>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">DON’T PACK…</span></b><o:p></o:p></div>
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-Your driving record. It costs money to print and if you
go to my mission, and are not a Japanese Elder, you will probably never drive a
car. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-True to the Faith, Our Search for Happiness, Jesus the
Christ or Our Heritage. You will have an ipad on which you can access all of
these. They take up space and way a lot and quite honestly you probably won’t
read most of them anyways. True to the Faith is great. But use it from your
ipad.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-In your call packet it says to bring “pens, pencils, a
notebook, highlighters, and any other materials you think you may need for
taking notes and writing letters. “ You do not need to bring a whole supply box
full of these things. Bring a few pens and pencils to get you through the MTC.
You can get letter writing materials at the MTC in the bookstore or in the free
bins placed around your living quarters. And once you get to Japan their writing
supplies and stationary is better than anything we have in America. And cuter
too. American pens also do not really
work on Japanese paper and vice versa. Weird. Also, if you bring a notebook for
taking notes, bring a SMALL one. A Large one is heavy and you probably won’t
fill it all up. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Clothes hangers. They will be in every apartment and I want
to say they were in the MTC as well. They take up space and weight! Maybe bring
a few to have in the MTC and then you can just leave them there when you leave.
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-SUNGLASSES. You can’t wear them..so don’t bother
bringing them.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-Passport holder. I still do not know what this is, but
it was not missed. I got along just fine without it. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-You don’t need anything special for voltage/plugs. Our
appliances work just fine in Japan. And I think will work ok when you get home.
So far I’m ok. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-wind-up alarm clock. Those cheap alarm clocks are…cheap.
Don’t bother bringing or buying one. Chances are someone will have one in your
room at the MTC and then once you are in the field you will never use it again.
We all use our phones as alarms. <o:p></o:p></div>
KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-16840595821288544502015-07-01T16:17:00.001-07:002015-07-01T16:18:56.281-07:00What You Need to Know About the MTC Based on What I Remember...<div class="MsoNormal">
Quite honestly, I don’t remember much from the MTC
(Missionary training Center). It feels like it was eternities ago. I spent nine weeks there, during the winter. I
was lucky enough to spend thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s there! So, the
few I do remember must be the most important things to pass on. Here they are:</div>
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MTC food is disgusting. I repeat,
disgusting. I did not have normal bowel movements for the majority of my time
in the MTC. That was not fun. The day before I went into the MTC I went to Wal-Mart
and bought snacks. My favorite snacks I brought were fruit snacks, pop-able
popcorn and cans of fruit. <o:p></o:p></div>
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they can be opened WITHOUT a can opener, you probably won’t find one at the MTC
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room. It is nice to have snacks. Make
sure they aren’t messy and don’t leave crumbs because those snacks are not
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wonderful! They don’t provide you with much bedding. In my zone there were a
comforters that who knows who left that got passed around as missionaries left
the MTC for the field. <o:p></o:p></div>
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winter it is bound to happen. It’s cold, a lot of people aren’t used to Utah’s
horrible weather and you are interacting with lots of lots of people in close
quarters and touching things hundreds of other missionaries have touched.<o:p></o:p></div>
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to get sick while we were in the MTC. And I’m going to give all the credit to
Doterra oils. I would rub On Guard onto our feet every night (haha) and we
would take little pill capsules too with a mixture of oils I concocted to keep
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want. I actually bought a few to send to people once I was in the field. I wish
I had bought more. Some of them are pretty funny.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-A very LARGE variety of highlighting and
scripture marking toold. They’ve got crayons, colored pencils, markers, dry
highlighters, pens in every color and more<o:p></o:p></div>
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-Office supplies like pens (ball point,
felt tip and liquid), pencils, markers, flashcards
(in multiple sizes and key ring options), boxes to put your flash cards in, loose
leaf paper, notebooks, binders, erasers, scissors, rulers..there is a lot.<o:p></o:p></div>
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-Scriptures and scripture cases and other
gospel related materials in a variety of languages as well as study books and
tools for some languages. The more obscure your language is though, the less
they have. The Japanese section was ok. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-Journals. They have a pretty nice journal
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-Toiletries, stockings, hair spray and
shampoo, pads and tampons, and a few odd things like a tongue cleaner. Basically
it’s like a mini drug store. They don’t have every brand of each item but they
have enough to get you by. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-T-shirts and MTC clothing!! I recommend the
MTC sweatpants. I don’t remember how much they cost but I wore mine almost
every day of my mission. Best purchase ever. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-SD card converter. I don’t know
it’s official name but you put your camera’s SD card in one end and then the
other end plugs into the USB port of a computer and then you can send pictures
home! I’m guessing it probably comes in handy in the field too. <o:p></o:p></div>
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-MTC sweatpants or a sweatshirt
or shirt. Get something to remember your time in the MTC!<o:p></o:p></div>
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-If you are going English speaking
or are learning a more common language like French or Spanish buy things like
the Book of Mormon easy reader, a miniature hymn book for yourself and maybe a
few to give to investigators too, and a smaller version of your scriptures in
whatever language you are learning. They give you a standard size book of Mormon..that
is heavy and a pain to carry around. Get a small triple combo. <o:p></o:p></div>
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maybe one or two for your future investigators (they were always out while I
was at the MTC)<o:p></o:p></div>
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<a href="http://store.lds.org/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product3_715839595_10557_3074457345616706438_-1__195600" target="_blank">-Book of Mormon easy reader</a> in
Japanese<o:p></o:p></div>
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-<a href="http://store.lds.org/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Product3_715839595_10557_3074457345616706312_-1__196896" target="_blank">Small triple combo</a> in Japanese<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span></span><!--[endif]-->Tell your parents about Dear Elder. It’s free
and it is sooo nice to receive letters from family and friends. Cookies are
pretty great too. <o:p></o:p><br />
http://www.dearelder.com/</div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->The MTC has some deal with UPS or Fedex…or
whoever. The point is YOU CAN SEND PACKAGES FOR DIRT CHEAP from the MTC. So, at
the end of your stay, when you realized you over packed or you want to send
home your letters you got, clothes you won’t wear, or study materials or books
you got send them home. It is soooo cheap. And so worth it.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->HAVE FUN. Relax, don’t freak out. The MTC is not
as bad as you might think it is. It’s actually pretty easy. It’s the easiest
part of your mission, but then in some
ways it is also the hardest. Just remember to be obedient, find ways to serve
your companion and others and always, ALWAYS seek the spirit and be obedient to
the Spirit. Do that, and you will be fine.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Hello from America! This is my final email. I’ve been back
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On Monday we received transfer calls. I was, to everyone’s
great shock, transferring back to New York haha. Kubota shimai gets to stay in
Kumagaya though. Yay! It is staying open! And I’m sure her and her new companion
are going to see many, many miracles this transfer. Oh, I did write about Monday
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Tuesday was basically a run errands day. I had to get my
suitcases sent off, sister Kubota wanted pieces from my bicycle so we asked the
Elders to switch them over for us and then there was lots and lots of calling!
We had to tell everyone about transfers and that Kumagaya sisters was staying
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That evening we went and visited the Kubotas one last time.
Sister Kubota (not my companion) was really struggling with some concerns she
had, actually we came with a little message planned and as we were sharing it I
just felt like we needed to ask her what was wrong. It reminded me of almost a
year and a half ago, where in the MTC, I felt the exact same thing during a
lesson. So, I waited till my companion finished sharing her thought and then
asked Sister Kubota what was wrong. She told us and so we had a special moment
where we got to really teach to her needs. Well, kind of..there wasn’t an easy
fix solution for her problem but we shared Helaman 5:12 with her and promised
when she relies on Christ to help, he will and we can get through anything. <o:p></o:p></div>
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lot all through my mission. “And now, my sons, remember, remember that is upon
the rock of our Redeemer, who is Christ, the Son of God, that ye must build
your foundation; that when the devil shall send forth his mighty winds, ye and,
his shafts in the whirlwind, yea, when all his hail and his mighty storms shall
beat upon you, it shall have no power over you to drag you down to the gulf of
misery and endless wo, because of the rock upon which ye are built, which is a
sure foundation, a foundation whereon if men build they cannot fail.” What an
amazing promise “a foundation whereon if
men build they cannot fail”. We arentt promised that all our problems will go
away, or that Christ will take care of them for us. But, if we rely on Christ
we are promised we shall not fail. Satan is going to send his whirlwinds. It doesn’t
say if he does, or maybe he will but WHEN. And if we are prepared, and have
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finish packing and to get ready to go. Aroudn 8:00 we went to meet her new
companion at the eki. Grabbed some of their things and headed back to
apartment. Made a last minute trip to a corner store and then the Ishida family
picked me and Sister Kubotas new companion’s old companion up and brought us to
the eki. And then, we were off to the mission home. Naturally, we had a problem.
Our train was cancelled..when does that ever happen?? Luckily we had help from
a really sweet Japanese couple and then finally we made it, a little late to
the mission home. And I was reunited with My Dopp shimai for our last few days in Japan. I love her so much!</div>
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old area, no luck. But, on our way back we got to talk to this really funny old
lady. She kept saying she was gonna leave, oh and the whole reason she stopped
us in the first place was because we were beautiful. My favorite moment was
when she would tell us numbers. She would hold fingers up to go along with the
numbers BUT her fingers never matched what she said. Sooo funny. Then we
finally said good-bye to her and headed to dinner, got yummy hamburgers and
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missionaries and then it was off to bed! The next day we had breakfast and then
before I knew it I was on a plane heading back to America. We landed in
Georgia. Talk about culture shock, everything was so big, and everyone was so
loud and rude. I was reading to hop back on the next plane to Japan. <o:p></o:p><br />
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But I can say that I am soo grateful for the last year and a half of my life.
It was the farthest things from easy but I don’t think I would’ve learned or
grown or changed in the ways I have if it had been. I love japan. I love their
culture. I love the people. They are so busy trying to become westernized but I
think we could learn a lot from them. They are kind and sweet and are willing
to do just about anything for a stranger. They have a rich culture and beautiful
beliefs. It became home and I am going to miss it so much. But, I’m very grateful for the time I did get
there. I’m grateful that I was able to share what makes me happy and was able
to watch it bring happiness to others. God is our heavenly father and he loves
us. Each of us. It doesn’t matter who we are or where we are from. And I’ve
been able to see and experience that for myself. The gospel is for each of us. Doesn’t
matter who we are. And The gospel brings us happiness. Im happy because of it. And
while I may not be a missionary any more I wont ever stop sharing what makes me
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-18471003049649485202015-06-15T08:09:00.004-07:002015-06-15T08:17:56.582-07:00Safely Home<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">15 June 2015, Rush, New York, USA</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is perhaps the final entry that the editor will make to this blog. Sister Molinari has returned home safely after having honorably completed 18+ months of full time missionary service for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">She returned home very late Friday evening after about 14 hours of air travel and 5+ hours of layover. She traveled back in time to arrive in Atlanta the same afternoon, a little less than an hour BEFORE, she departed from Tokyo! </span><br />
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.com0Rush, NY, USA42.9954553 -77.6298188000000142.949001300000006 -77.710499800000008 43.0419093 -77.549137800000011tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-12795764271085292172015-06-08T21:59:00.004-07:002015-06-08T22:00:49.341-07:00Just Another Wonderful Week!<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">8 June 2015 Kumagaya<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Transfer calls were today! And guess what!?
Kumagaya is staying open!</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> Sister Kubota and I shouted for joy. We were
so worried Kumagaya was closing! But it's safe!!!! Yay!</span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Today we
spent the day with takahashi San from Sakado. It was so fun. I love her
so much. We went to an English garden, had a picnic and</span> took lots of
pictures as we walked around. I forgot my cord...so no pictures. Sorry!<br />
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<span style="background: white;">This week
I also got to see Fukunaga Shimai and Kikue from Sakado too. It was so
fun. I'm so happy I was able to see them. I love my Sakado</span> friends so
much.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Follow up
from last week's big story...the owner of the dog we found came to
church<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><span class="aqj">on Sunday</span>! Yay!<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Funny
stories of the week: We were watching a movie with one of the church
members who hasn't been coming a lot and at the end Sister</span> Kubota says
"I just love that movie. I cry every time I watch it...I've only
seen it once." It was sooo funny.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Last
night while I was praying sister Kubota randomly says "amen" and
then she says "wait you didn't end yet, I don't know why I just said</span>
that." I quickly finished the prayer and then cracked up. She was a little
tired.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">This week
we had a little extra money so we decided to go out and eat. We didn't
know where to go so we asked the elders for their opinion.</span> They asked
what we wanted to eat and I yelled "MOOT!" I was trying to <span style="background: white;">say meat
but that just didn't come out..oh English...</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">We got to
meet with our new investigator we found a few weeks ago twice this week.
She is awesome! She loves christ so much and just</span> wants to find truth. I
can't wait to see what happens with her.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">The theme
of this week seemed to be truth. What is truth? How do we find it? How
do we know when we found it? Truth is such a large</span> abstract concept and
so as we talked about it this week I noticed something interesting.
Because truth is just so big we all expect big answers, A giant aha
moment. we want truth to smack us in the face, scream and yell and say
"here I am! I'm truth!" But, turns out that's not how truth
works. We need to go to the source. And the source, whether you believe
in him or not, is God. Ask and ye shall receive. That's his promise. And
God always keeps his promises. But because we live in a hectic world,
full of junk and noise we miss out of those answers we receive. Also, I
think we all hold the truth, it's within us, it's just a matter of
whether or not we choose to accept it and act upon it. It's like giving
a present to someone. You give a present <span style="background: white;">to
someone because it makes them happy, you want that person to feel your
love. It's no fun to give a present to someone who doesn't react.</span> Or who
isn't going to appreciate it. Chances are, you'll stop giving present s
to those people. Same with truth. We are surrounded by it, it's within
us. But, if we aren't gonna do anything about it, we'll stop noticing it
and God will stop sending us signs of truth. People who have found truth
and then decided they don't know anymore, think it is because they lost
the truth or didn't know really what it was from the beginning. But,
truth comes from God, God does not change, which means truth does not
change, but, we change which means how we view truth changes. A question
I posed this week, as we were teaching was "have you changed?"
Because God most certainly has not.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">This week
was really fun. We got to spend a lot of time win members and hose we
are teaching. We had so many prayers answered. Even little</span> prayers.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj">Sunday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> night
we didn't have anything planned. Sister Kubota </span><span style="background: white;">really
wanted to teach. We called lots of people and no one picked up. we
headed over tot the church to check our Facebook messages and</span> decided to
call our new investigator who hadn't been able to come to church that
day. So we called and she asked what we were doing, we told her we were
at the church and she said she was coming! Prayers, said and unsaid are
answered. And we had a fun time together, singing hymns and then reading
from the Book of Mormon. It was a really great way to end the night.<br />
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<span class="aqj">Sunday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we
had a little bye- bye party for me. That was fun. Sister</span> Kubota and I
sang and I didn't cry. So I'd say it was a success.</span> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">I love
Kumagaya! I love sister Kubota! </span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Love you
all!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comKumagaya, Saitama Prefecture, Japan36.1473097 139.3886446000000235.9421947 139.06592110000003 36.3524247 139.71136810000002tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-77189160352905606392015-06-02T05:43:00.003-07:002015-06-02T05:43:52.366-07:00Konnichiwa!<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1 June 2015 Kumagaya<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">We had an
amazing week this week. Lots of miracles. I love Kumagaya! And sister
Kubota. We have so much fun Together. I'm so sad I don't</span> get to stay in
Kumagaya longer. I feel a little jipped. The ward members are so great!
I love them. But there is also so much to do here. It's not fair I have
to leave!<br />
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Wednesday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we had district meeting. So much funny. The zone
leaders</span> came. One of the zone leaders used to work at Abercrombie,as we
were</span> talking about that it came out that he used to be one of the guys
who <span style="background: white;">stood out
shirtless in front of the store. As he is telling us this his companion
says " you know, when I walked by those guys at the</span> mall, I never
thought hmm he could be my companion some day." Everybody cracked
up. It was soooo funny.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Then, as
we were walking out we said hello to this old man. For whatever reason
he decided he just wanted to talk to sister Kubota,</span> who could not
understand his old man nihongo. I kept answering his questions but he
insisted on only speaking to her. Finally he got frustrated with her
being unable to understand him and told her to go home and practice her
Japanese and then dismissed her. We got a good laugh from that too.<br />
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<span class="aqj">Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we
had a zone blitz. We got together and ate lunch at one of</span> our friend's
restaurants. We broke ordering records. Her boss was very</span> excited. And
it was so fun to see how happy she was because we had come.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">During
the blitz we visited some members who have not been coming to church.
This week we were able to get a hold of/ meet with two who</span> sister Kubota
and her last companion could not get a hold of. I love both of them.
They are really wonderful girls. I'm excited to get to know them better
is week.<br />
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<span class="aqj">On Saturday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">there
was a giant earthquake. Everyone was talking about</span> it. Everyone posted
about it on Facebook. But Kubota Shimai and</span> I....we didn't feel it.
Hahaha. We were biking home. And had absolutely no clue it happened
until the next day. So if you were worried about us, or me...no worries
we are safe, we didn't even feel it!<br />
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<span class="aqj">Sunday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">was
super awesome! It was our big<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><span class="aqj"><span style="z-index: -1;"><span data-term="goog_1548299626" style="z-index: 0;" tabindex="0">Sunday</span></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> challenge
day. We</span> didn't have anyone showing up...we sure tried though. Then one
of the</span> members who haven't been coming to church came A little late. She
had <span style="background: white;">missed
her train and had walked at least two miles to get to church! I was so
happy to see her! So happy!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">We had a
delicious meal after church with all the members. Went home made some
calls, made paper swans and then headed out to dendō! We</span> both felt like
we should go in the same direction, so naturally we did. We rode a bit,
locked our bikes up and set out to do some housing! Well, we didn't get
very far when we saw an eikaiwa student. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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hasn't been coming recently. But, she drove by us, saw and then started telling
us how she had lost her dog during the earthquake the day before. He'd
been missing for almost a day and a half. They</span> couldn't find him. After
telling us she took off again. I decided we needed to find that dog. Luckily,
Kubota Shimai had decided the same thing. So, we said a prayer and
started wandering around. There was a large cemetery so we decided to
look in it. No dog. I felt like we should get back on our bikes so we
went and got them, and then I took a few turns based on what felt right
(followed the promptings of the spirit) and we biked past a lady walking
a corgi. Sister Kubota stops and asks the lady if that's her dog. It
wasn't, it was the dog we were looking for! Ah! So we took the dog and
reunited him with his mother. Who
was soooooo happy. Soooo happy. It took a little bit to find her house,
we didn't know where she lived, just general area. But luckily the corgi
knew so it was all good. She couldn't believe we had found it. Today we
are going back with her to the lady's house who found the dog. I'm glad.
The lady seemed a little heartbroken to say goodbye to Ketchupu. I don't
blame her. He is the sweetest dog ever. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">So what
lesson can we learn from this story? Ask the missionaries. They can help.</span>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">I'm so grateful our prayers were answered. It
made my day and a lot of</span> other people's day too. Heavenly Father loves
us and he is just waiting to help us.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">After
that we went and had dinner with the Ruichi family. I love that family.
They are amazing! They are such a happy family. We had so much</span> fun with
them. And then as we were leaving they gave us two bags full of goodies.
They will receive lots and lots of blessings for sure. They are always
helping the missionaries.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">I love
you all!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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real soon.</span><br />
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<br /> Today is temple p-day. Sorry I forgot to mention that last week. So much fun seeing everyone.<br /> <br /> This week was a funny week. We had lots of appointments scheduled, made big goals and well, we sure didn't hit them. So many of our appointments canceled or just didn't show up. But, I can't say I'm too disappointment. Through plans not going as planned we saw miracles. We were able to follow promptings and see answers to prayers. It was a good week.<br /> <br /> So on Monday we got to go see BYU symphony orchestra with a few of our friends. It was so fun listening to real music. Sister Kubota and I got all dressed up...in the same thing we wear everyday...you know, dressing up isn't to special when you wear a skirt and blouse every day. But, her and I decided to match. We looked cute. Forgot to take a picture though. We both had on our blue blazers and blue shirts. Uchiyama San, who we rode the train with asked if they were our uniforms! Haha.<br /> <br /> My favorite miracle of the week was Saturday. We were supposed to have a lesson after eikaiwa. Well, they didn't show up. So we decided to visit Kurihara San. She was sick. Very sick. Like, ran to the bathroom to puke sick. Needless to say, she wasn't feeling up to a lesson so we headed home. But, I really didn't want to go home. Nothing had gone as planned. So I started thinking of who we could visit and a less active's name, Yo Shimai, who I'd never met, popped into my head. So, I suggested it to Kubota Shimai and we went. On our way I prayed that something would actually come out of it. We got there and she was home, knocked, no answer, knocked again and after waiting 5 or 10 minutes she finally answered the door. And, she let us in! We chatted<br /> for a while and every time we tried to end the conversation she would keep talking! I think she is a little lonely studying all the time and she misses the missionaries and members. She even told us she misses church. She never eats dinner (cus she is too busy studying) so we told her we would come back this Wednesday and give her dinner.<br /> <br /> I got to talk more about commandments this week. During a lesson, I just went on and on and was a little worried I'd spoken a bit too long. Our investigator, after I finished, asked "how did you come to have such strong faith in God?" I was so surprised by her question. And it quite honestly made my whole day. I don't think in my mind I'd put the two together. Yes, I keep the commandments because I believe in God, but I guess it's really much deeper than that. I know God loves me. He loves each of us. And he gave us commandment because he loves us. He has given us so much because he loves us. And because I love and believe in him, because I know He is there, I choose to keep those commandments. Sorry, I don't know how to explain how it clicked in my head...<br /> <br /><br /> I love Kubota Shimai! She rocks. We had lots of fun this week and laughed lots and lots.</span>KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comKumagaya, Saitama Prefecture, Japan36.1473097 139.3886446000000235.9421947 139.06592110000003 36.3524247 139.71136810000002tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-80279929878137883282015-05-19T05:37:00.000-07:002015-05-19T05:37:03.717-07:00Ah, No Time!<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="background: white;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">18 May 2015 Kumayaga<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizap_GOzU-Uu4RA0ztnS-7w4O_SfJFVll_2WYadkBagt7dROcUoV0g86HkX-E9bM-LxaaFMa2ZjKcFao7BWV6wiRRQpKlTe8SQfBYQQdIj4uzK2O8QjtHegejuutYibxjUgIhneryMwqI/s1600/Kubota%252C+me%252C+Dopp+and.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizap_GOzU-Uu4RA0ztnS-7w4O_SfJFVll_2WYadkBagt7dROcUoV0g86HkX-E9bM-LxaaFMa2ZjKcFao7BWV6wiRRQpKlTe8SQfBYQQdIj4uzK2O8QjtHegejuutYibxjUgIhneryMwqI/s1600/Kubota%252C+me%252C+Dopp+and.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizap_GOzU-Uu4RA0ztnS-7w4O_SfJFVll_2WYadkBagt7dROcUoV0g86HkX-E9bM-LxaaFMa2ZjKcFao7BWV6wiRRQpKlTe8SQfBYQQdIj4uzK2O8QjtHegejuutYibxjUgIhneryMwqI/s1600/Kubota%252C+me%252C+Dopp+and.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"></a><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">Hello everyone! I am soooo sorry but I have no time to write today! We</span> had a busy, busy day!<br />
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<span style="background: white;">But, here
are my two favorite parts of the week:</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">1. I GOT
TO GO ON EXCHANGES WITH DOPP SHIMAI!!<br />
<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">It was
soooo fun. I felt like we had never been separated. We just picked up
right where we had left off, except that we can speak Japanese and</span> had
an entire year and almost a half of mission experiences to talk</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">about and
share. I love Dopp Shimai. I love her testimony and I love watching her
dendō. It's great and she is great. In the MTC our</span> companionship was
inspired. We were made and prepared for one another and we just help one
another. It's funny we have served completely different missions. But,
Dopp Shimai still knows exactly what to say to help me. It was the best.
Something we both probably prayed for for the first four transfers of
our mission haha.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">2. MIRACLE</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">
<span class="aqj">Sunday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">after
church we had no plans. Nothing. So we went housing! I</span> love housing. We
talked to a few awesome people and quite a few not so</span> awesome people.
Right after we met a rather rude lady I heard his tiny <span style="background: white;">little
voice say "konnichiwa." I thought I'd imagined it! I looked at sister
Kubota to see if she had heard it too and she had! But we didn't</span> see
anyone. We heard it again and finally found the source; a little girl
was looking out her window and had called out to us. We talked to her
for a few minutes, found out her parents weren't home but her mother
would return at<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj">8:10</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> that
night so we told her we would come back.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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lunch I felt like I should put an English</span> Book of Mormon in my bag, in
addition to my Japanese one, so I did and carried it around all day.
After dinner I thought to myself Heavenly Father I carried this around
all day, we didn't run into anyone who could read it. But I got the
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super dark and there was no ping pong (ed. note: intercom) and the gate
was closed and "locked" so we didn't know what to do, finally we
figured we might as well open the gate-oh well and opened it, knocked
and waited. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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going to kekko us by the tone of her voice. But then, she switched to English!
And we had an amazing conversation! Turns out she is from the Philippines.
She speaks perfect English. We continue talking. Tell her about
ourselves and why we are here and about church. I knew this is why I had
the English Book of Mormon and waited patiently for the perfect time to
bring it out. And the perfect time happened! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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church and I said we did and this book too and then I pulled it out of
my bag and told her this might sound kind of strange but I felt like I
needed to put an English book in my bag today! Ah! So we talked a bit
about it and then she felt like it was for her and an answer to her
prayers because she had wanted to read a new book, almost ordered one
but then felt like she should wait.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Crazy! She kept telling us we were angels and answers to her prayers and
God sent. Oh it made me so happy. So happy. And we are</span> meeting her again<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj">Thursday</span>. So excited. She said she would read a chapter
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As we were walking we walked by someone's yard, it had a thick garden, and
sister Kubota says "look! It's the garden of Gethsemane ...I mean Eden."
Hahaha!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comKumagaya, Saitama Prefecture, Japan36.1473097 139.3886446000000235.9421947 139.06592110000003 36.3524247 139.71136810000002tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-31394767668146836552015-05-12T08:57:00.001-07:002015-05-12T08:57:20.017-07:00What's a monk's favorite drink?<div class="MsoNormal">
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really long. We had lots and lots and lots of finding time. Actually it feels
like multiple weeks happened this week. But, it was good. Finding with Sister
Kubota is really fun. She's a pro. </span></div>
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night we met the elders and headed over to the house of someone they had met
who was interested. Since she's a woman they can't teach her. So we get to! She
was really sweet. We had a really great talk and we get to visit her later this
week! As everyone was talking I had a wow moment. Here are four missionaries,
all except me are 19 and 20, in Japan, speaking Japanese all from different
places and different walks of life. We were united in the gospel and the power
that came from that was really special. It was a really cool moment. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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I don't have much time...so this week in a paragraph. Ready, set GO: after our
crazy Brazilian sports days</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> on
Monday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">we turned it down a few notches and
went to an actual BBQ. Japanese Barbecues and American barbecues are very
different. The Japanese one is definitely yummier. I sat with the old people
and sang them American songs haha. They loved it. I did too. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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got to meet with our super awesome friends: Kobayashi San and Atsuko San twice
this week. They are so nice. I love them already. And they are both on the
verge of something big. I can feel it. They are looking for answers, and lucky
for them, the gospel has them. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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went to a member’s house, almost an hour away, all ready to clean. She had us
tie newspapers and card board together...probably took twenty minutes and then
she says “ok we are done, let's go eat!”</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Friday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">We played some
ping pong, talked a lot about family history.</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Saturday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">was
a day full of eikaiwa. Kids eikaiwa was lots of fun. We did animals. We went
around the table asking the kids what their favorite animal was. My favorite
answer came from our new four year old student he said "ALL OF
THEM!". After, we had regular eikaiwa. That's always funny but sadly, I
can't remember anything so you'll just have to take my word for it.</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Saturday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">night we ate some yummy tonkatsu with Julia and then went
home, completely exhausted. Oh! We also made cookies! The oven didn't work so
we used the mircowave. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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cookies we'd made to all the women in the ward. HAPPY MOTHERS DAY! Church was
really great. We are planning a luau for the end of June. I won't be there but
the ward is getting excited. It should be really fun. We are gonna open it up
to the community and invite Oyuzumi too! There will be hula and a haka (yes I
know technically not Hawaiian...but they won't know the difference) and of
course buta niku. pig. (ed. note: I have no idea what this is???).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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church we didn't have anything planned so we went finding. We had some really
great encounters with people. I was really focusing on trying to find in faith.
We saw miracles. We ran into a member, who was on her way to the Eki to pick up
her daughter. Her daughter in not a member and she has had discussions with the
missionaries before. So, we waited a few minutes and then got to have a really
awesome discussion with her! It was so good. I was praying the whole time that
I would know what to say, and I did. It was really good. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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ended the evening by visiting a lady the elders had found. A am so o excited to
get to know her better. She could recognize the spirit we had and I just know
it is going to go somewhere. I started the email by talking about her and our
meeting. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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week there has been a big theme; Commandments. Something we hear all the time
is that commandments are restricting and
not fair. People don't like being told what to do. Therefore they cannot become
a member of this Church. I love talking about commandments. They say they are
restricting and I say. They aren’t. They appear to be so and it’s hard. But,
the freedom that comes from those commandments is like nothing else. The
happiness that comes from them cannot be compared to anything else. And
surprise, we are not forced to follow a single one of those commandments. We
have agency. A gift that God gave us. We are free to choose. If we were being
forced to follow commandments then we would not have agency, we would not have
the freedom of choice. It is our choice to follow commandments. And every time
we choose to follow a commandment we have just exercised that agency we have
been given. We choose over and over to follow that commandment. And through
those choices we are blessed. And we are happy. And we are free. When we choose
not to follow commandments we may be happy. But, in order to keep that
happiness, for it is fleeting, we have to choose not to follow that commandment
again. And again. And again. And in so doing we have become a slave to
disobeying that commandment. The only way to be happy is to do what God has
told us not to. And he didn't tell us not to cus he wanted to be mean or bossy.
He told us because he knows the source of true happiness. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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love telling those we teach that I've found that source of happiness. I've
lived with and without it and I choose with. I choose to follow commandments.
And I love promising them the same happiness I have. It's great! I absolutely
love it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comKumagaya, Saitama Prefecture, Japan36.1473097 139.3886446000000235.9421947 139.06592110000003 36.3524247 139.71136810000002tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-62644239391330599282015-05-04T07:22:00.000-07:002015-05-04T07:48:58.864-07:00Baked<div style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.8000001907349px;">
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I feel a little bit like I'm in a dream. I love it here. I don't feel like I will be leaving so soon either. I just got here! Our ward mission leader yesterday told the ward their job is to make me love Kumagaya because it's hard leaving an area when you only have one transfer left. He is the best. He came to all the activities this week and invites our friends and investigators to everyone. He has dendō Fire! </div>
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My companion is super cool; Kubota Shimai. She is from Hawaii, and the same island as my previous companion Nitta Shimai. Small world. She is 19, full of spirit and isn't afraid to stop someone on the street. I am really excited for this transfer together. We just chat and laugh all day. It's great. </div>
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Transfers were quick. It took less than two hours to get here. We met a really cool girl on our way to Kumagaya and she lives one station over from me so I'm hoping we will see her again. I said good bye to Warren Shimai and off she went with her new companion. Sister Kubota and I had a delicious tonkatsu dinner and then headed home and we've been working and having fun ever since. There are some really cool people we are working with. We are gonna see miracles here this transfer! </div>
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Today we spent all day outside playing volleyball and sports. We got together with the members from Oyuzumi, which is the Portuguese speaking area in the mission. It was a lot of fun. Our friend Julia came with us, she is super fun. That girl has a hundred and one hidden talents it's crazy. She draws and plays the piano beautifully and can make crazy costumes. She's awesome! I got a little burnt but it'll be a tan soon enough! It was a really fun day! </div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comKumagaya, Saitama Prefecture, Japan36.1473097 139.3886446000000235.9421947 139.06592110000003 36.3524247 139.71136810000002tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-80317033763949786642015-04-27T06:42:00.000-07:002015-04-27T06:51:41.172-07:00Today is Hot!<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;">
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Yanasegawa and Sakado every day. And</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9.5pt;"> on Monday </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9.5pt;">I ate something I was allergic to so by</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9.5pt;"> Wednesday </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9.5pt;">I'd lost my voice. And then every time I said
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leaving! I get to get out of the tiny, little apartment here and go to Kumagaya
where I will be one zone over from my beloved Dopp Shimai. Things are looking
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">This week we ran around saying good bye to everyone. So many
tears. Mostly just from me. Warren Shimai had only been here for one transfer
so she still didn't get to know how awesome and wonderful everyone is. And now
she never will... They are closing the sisters’ area in Sakado. I think I might
have mentioned that was a possibility last week. It's for sure now. It's so
sad. But, this week I really got to see, or maybe rather Heavenly Father showed
me through little things that everything will be ok. I just saw miracle after
miracle this week. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Maybe they wouldn't seem like miracles to anyone else, but they
were miracles for me. It's such a testimony that Heavenly Father knows
everything. He knew this was going to happen and he is going to take care of
our people. For example: One of our investigators, who disappeared for months,
came to eikaiwa</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Wednesday</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">.
One of the Elders’ investigators had told them he was going to bring two
friends. One of the friends was our old investigator! Kikue, who is a Kinjin,
and has a really good relationship with elder Adachi. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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investigators recently. They just know everyone! They've been working with Nishibori
Kyōdai, so working with Nishibori Shimai will be an easy transition. Just
little things, that at face value don't seem like much, but, I know it's The
Lord doing His work. One of our less-actives we have been working with wants to
go to the temple. And in two weeks she has read it past Mosiah in the Book of
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Also, my new area is really close to Sakado. So, it's not really
good bye. One member already said she will come visit me! It makes me really
happy. I'm just happy. Or rather, I just feel peace. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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happy. That's a lie. But, it means you can always choose to be happy. You can
choose to look for the good. That's probably one of the biggest lessons I have
learned here. We get to choose. And I'm choosing happiness. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and probably mostly to say goodbye. She had to leave right after too, I'm
guessing her husband didn't know she'd come. But it made me so happy. She sat
and listened and there were things said that we're just for her. It was really
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understand everything being said. I was shocked! And then, after I realized
that I stopped understanding everything! It was so frustrating! I was thinking
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week send them to my home address. If you send them after that I don't know if
they will make it in time. </span><br />
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-43339475459587032932015-04-21T06:46:00.001-07:002015-04-21T06:46:21.799-07:00So Short, So Sorry<div class="MsoNormal">
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week has come and gone. This one was a little cold and rainy. But, it's ok!
When the sun does come out I just appreciate it even more. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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week about the same as last week...I don't have much to report on. Sorry. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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crazy though. After kids eikaiwa we went and played soccer with our
investigators and the elders and their friends. It was really fun. I'm really
out of shape though. And I have weak ankles! So I sprained my ankle. No worries
though, I'm fine. It was really fun and quite uneventful compared to what
happened next! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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a call from our mission president's wife telling us that we needed to get back
to our apartment and pack immediately. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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TRANSFER! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Due
to apartment complications we got moved to the next area over. Luckily we are
still allowed to dendō here in Sakado. I am so, so, so, so grateful for that.
Since sisters don't have an apartment now, the sister's area will probably
close next week when we get transfer calls. That makes me so sad.</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> On Sunday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I just cried the whole time. I was a mess. The members were
shocked. And no one wants me to go! I'm an honorary member. They were all
trying to think of ways to be able to keep the sisters in Sakado. I hope they
can do it. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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it's been really sad, I'm looking at it as a blessing in disguise. Usually when
you get transfer calls you only get a few days to say good bye to everyone. I
get over a week! Yay! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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we got packed in three hours and then we're at our new apartment by curfew. It
was so fast. And now we are with two other sisters; Sister Ellis and Sister
Nash who I love lots. It's a party...in a tiny cramped apartment. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Shimai has been sick. We haven't seen her in two weeks. Please pray that she
will get better! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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this is short, we are so busy today! I'm happy. It's great being a missionary -
sometimes not really. But I'm grateful for every day here. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-71565602278822868932015-04-14T05:39:00.004-07:002015-04-14T05:39:57.171-07:00Why Is It Still Raining???<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">14 April 2015 Sakado</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, another week has flown by! We were pretty busy. Not really with lessons, but with other good things. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I really enjoyed talking about light. He and Sister budge wrote opposites on the board- good,evil, joy, misery, etc., and then at the top wrote light and dark. Now, we are suppose to look for the light in people, find the light, connect and build on it. But, when we get home we will be normal people again, we will live normal lives BUT we should still be looking for the light in things and probably people still too. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There is music that has light in it and music that has darkness. How you respond to it and how it makes you feel is a clear indication of which side it swings on. Entertainment too, books, movies, TV shows..they all have light and dark. And we need to choose the light. Then we can become lights too. We can glow, and be beacons and examples for others. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At the end of the conference all returning missionaries gave their final testimonies. There were only a few of us. I had planned out what I was gonna say, and then that morning decided that was not really the direction I wanted to go in. I started off by saying my mission has not been the best year and a half of my life. If I said anything but that it would be a lie. BUT without a doubt it has been the best year and a half FOR my life. And, despite all the challenges, if I felt like God told me to go on another mission I would be back in an instant. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We got new iPads! And they work beautifully. And have soooo much space! Where was this at the beginning of my mission?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white;">It snowed </span><span class="aBn" data-term="goog_2089156853" style="background-color: white; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-width: 1px; position: relative; top: -2px; z-index: 0;"><span class="aQJ" style="position: relative; top: 2px; z-index: -1;">on Wednesday</span></span><span style="background-color: white;">! What!? I know right?! It's suppose to be spring! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My bicycle decided it wanted to be a bucking bronco this week. Basically it's starting to fall apart. So a piece of my flashlight fell off and went flying into the air. I didn't know it was my flashlight so I braked really quickly, but the skirt I was wearing wasn't really conducive to quickly braking so the result was the back end of my bicycle flying straight up in the air. Warren Shimai was amazed. She didn't know bicycles could do that. I was just amazed and very glad iI don't get thrown off my bicycle! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yesterday we had an awesomely busy day. I love when our days are packed. It just makes me happy. And we got fed lunch and dinner which made me soooo happy cus to be honest, I'm a little sick of cooking. We had some awesome lessons and fun time with members. I have the funniest story but no time! I'm so sorry. I'll share next week. </span><div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We got to go to the temple today! Yay! I'm so happy. So happy. Life is good right now. I love the gospel. I love living it. It's happiness. Even when it's not. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Love you all so much. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So sorry this letter is poop. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have lots of emails I wanted to reply to individually. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sister Molinari</span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-71755115773977171682015-04-06T06:58:00.002-07:002015-04-06T07:02:47.791-07:00Hello Everyone!<br />
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was a pretty slow week. We were able to go see Sakura with quite a few
people though, so that was fun. The weather here is</span><span style="background-color: transparent;"> beautiful. We had
two cold days and now it has warmed back up again! Yay! This week we
have zone conference...I have to give my goodbye testimony....weird! And
the following week is temple p-day so I won't be writing until</span><span class="apple-converted-space" style="background-color: transparent;"> </span><span class="aqj" style="background-color: transparent;">Tuesday</span><span style="background-color: transparent;">. I
am so excited to go to the temple! And after sister Warren and I are
gonna go see some sites. Should be fun.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">We have
continued to be in contact with the police because of Sister Warren’s
bicycle crash. Things just aren't being tied up yet. But,</span> luckily we
have amazing ward members who are more than willing to help. Today one
of our members told Sister Warren "always call me if you need
help." I love her! While talking to the police this week the man I
was talking to asked for my name "morinari desu". Then he asked
me what the kanji was! I was so flattered. I told him it had none, I'm gaijin.
But, I'm so grateful I sound enough like a nihonjin on the phone to be
asked that. It made my night.</span><br />
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went with Nakasone shimai to see sakura. We had a less</span> than successful
lesson, there is this giant hill that we need to get</span> over. She is under
the impression that, because she has faith she doesn't need to do
anything else. Well, that's not true! She loves Christ so much. So maybe
I need to study some New Testament and find a new way of presenting
"faith without works is dead."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span><span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Anyways, after</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> we went to see Sakura! The poor thing did not realize how far we had to go! She said it was so close by car. She struggled along, and on the way back home she held my hand for support. But, it was worth </span><span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">making it to the park! It was beautiful. And she seemed very happy too. Walking home we didn't say much, but I think as I helped her</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> along it showed we were here for her. Something I think she needed to</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> know. It was really special.</span></div>
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<span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We got to see<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj"><span style="z-index: -1;"><span data-term="goog_2089156673" style="z-index: 0;">Saturday's</span></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> session of general conference. It was so</span> good. I especially liked Sister Linda K. Burton's talk and...well,</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> like usual I forgot my notebook and I have a bad memory so I don't have much to say...I will write more next week. But, I will invite each of you to go and watch general conference.</span><span class="apple-converted-space" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="aqj" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sunday</span><span class="apple-converted-space" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> morning session</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> is generally my favorite. And while I have not seen it yet, it has already happened in America and can be watched here </span><a href="https://www.lds.org/general-conference?lang=eng" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" target="_blank"><span style="background: white; color: blue;">https://www.lds.org/general-<wbr></wbr>conference?lang=eng</span></a><span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: blue;">.</span> it's great! And if you watch with a question, and a sincere desire to find an answer then</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I promise that you will find an answer. It might not be what you</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Today
while visiting a less active member, as we were leaving and Sister Warren
stood up, the member said "my you're tall, you're like</span> Mount Fuji
compared to me!" I laughed so hard. So hard.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">I hope you enjoy the sakura pictures because I am out of things to say!</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Love you
all!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hello! Guess what!? It's finally Spring!</span><br />
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tan going and I am honestly just so happy right now. It's warm and sunny
and the Sakura are about to blossom/ some have blossomed. It's great.
You can't help but smile when the sun it out...and it is actually warm!<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Well,
this week was a pretty slow week. Not much to report on. We had a few
lessons here and there but we sure weren't as busy as we usually</span> are.
That's ok. This week will be better.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Oh wait!
I lied. We had a very, VERY exciting<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj"><span style="z-index: -1;"><span data-term="goog_1529869687" style="z-index: 0;" tabindex="0">Thursday</span></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> morning.
So, we</span> headed out on our bikes to go visit a less active. That was
actually a</span> pretty funny lesson. But, back to before that. So I turn out
of our apartment’s parking lot and I pass this girl, I'm pretty sure she
was texting and the thought popped into my head "she's gonna crash
into my companion." And before I could turn or look or do anything
I hear BAM!!!! And I turn around and see bikes and girls sprawled all
over the road. Both my companion and the girl looked shocked, or dazed;
maybe both. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">I hopped off my bike and ran over. Sister
Warren seemed</span> ok, and I was a little more concerned about the girl. What
if she made a big thing about it and we had to call the police?! Well, I
think she had the wind knocked out of her so I told her she should sit.
She plops herself down in the middle of the street. That wasn't quite
what <span style="background: white;">I
meant...so I got her moved to the side. We moved bikes and checked to
see if everything and everyone was ok. Sister Warren’s tire was</span> mangled!
It is no longer shaped like a circle. Haha. Luckily we have a spare bike
at the church so she is using that until we get a new tire. Everything
turned out fine. Sister Warren seemed a little dazed for the rest of the
day though. Poor girl.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Our
lesson was just as exciting, well, not really. But it was really good.
Nakesone shimai really felt the spirit. Her eyes kept tearing up</span> as we
talked about the Book of Mormon and why we have it and need it. I loveee
the Book of Mormon. I never understood why people said that before my
mission. I thought it was good, but I sure didn't love it. But how, I
love it! I love reading it. It seriously has the answers to everything
in it. I took Sister Nelsons challenge and have been searching for an
answer in it each day. And I find one every day. It's been a lot of fun.
And really helpful too. And because I am doing it, I can promise our
investigator who is trying to do it that it really works. It's just
great.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">But, back
to Nakesone shimai's lesson. At the end we challenged her to read the
Book of Mormon every day before she turns the TV on. She loves</span> TV. And
we are quite sure it's what keeps her from reading. Then we gave her a
chart to mark her progress. She looked a little peeved. Hahaha now she
really has to do it!<br />
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<span class="aqj">Thursday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">evening
to<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span></span><span class="aqj"><span style="z-index: -1;"><span data-term="goog_1529869689" style="z-index: 0;" tabindex="0">Friday</span></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> I
got to go on exchanges with Sister Ellis.</span> We had a lot of fun. We gave
four or five people Books of Mormon the</span> next day! Super fun. She is a
boss. And I learned so much from her. She learned the coolest approach
from an elder. And I'm working on making my own version. But this is
what he says to people he just meets:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">"If
God were really there, and he had a plan just for you, wouldn't you want
to hear it?"</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Most
people say yes. "What if this is your only chance to hear it? Do
you think you will</span> get another chance?" </span><span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Crazy
right! And so so so true. Sister Ellis does it a little different. And I
will too. But it is so true. God has a plan for each</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> of us. We are each
here on this earth to accomplish something only we can do. And what if
we only get one chance to learn about it? Wouldn't you want to take it?</span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Ok, I
thought of something else. This was soooo funny. We had a lesson with
one of our investigators and we were talking about Buddhist</span> beliefs and
her beliefs. They were interesting. But, we were asking about what she
believes she would be reincarnated as and Sister Warren wanted to know
what would happen when the world ended. She was a little stumped, then
said I guess I'll go to Mars! And become an alien? Yes. Do you believe
in aliens? No. Hahaha. Then it got better. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">I wanted
to know if they could be reincarnated in the past. It sounds like a
silly question as I'm typing it but I really was curious. I</span> guess that's
really time travel though... But anyways the result was a very, very funny
conversation where we were given quite the insight on what they teach in
Japanese schools. Cavemen used big heavy rock money with a whole in the
center of it. It kind of looks like the first wheel. They used it to buy
mammoth meat. And yes mammoths and dinosaurs were around at the same
time. The five cent yen coin is probably based on the giant rock money
they used back then. We were all laughing so hard.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">The
lesson ended up being really good at the end. Really good. She asked if
there had always been bad people and bad things. We opened</span> our Books of
Mormon and both went to the same place. Answers are in <span style="background: white;">that
book! I don't have time to go into it but it was sooo good! Then when
she prayed she told Heavenly Father that she wants to learn more.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">That made
me so happy!</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Ok I'm
running out of time. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-16099557530943034482015-03-24T12:45:00.002-07:002015-03-25T08:22:25.653-07:00It's About to Rain!<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">Hello! It's almost spring here. Technically, it
is spring, but it's still</span> a little chilly..so it doesn't count yet. But,
there are flowers everywhere and the trees are all covered in flowers
too. It's supposed to get chilly again this week. Poop. I'm loving
the flowers and the green. Winter is so grey and dismal. I am not a fan.
I think I become a little happier when spring gets here, and I'm not as
inclined to be too grumpy. How can you be sad when it is warm, sunny and
beautiful out?</span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">In other
news: I MISS SISTER BETTRIDGE. I probably won't get to see her before I
go, that's a bummer. Everyone loved her here. She is</span> missed by all.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">We had an
awesome few last days together though. We were able to teach quite a few lessons. They were the fun lessons too, where you pull the</span> "I’m
leaving" card. We heard people pray who never do! And now I get to <span style="background: white;">pull the
"well you prayed last week" card. It's great. Especially since
prayer is important. You can't develop much of a relationship</span> with our
Heavenly Father if you won't talk to him. We got to teach one of the less
actives, who told us she never got the gift of the Holy Ghost because
every day is normal. We were quite certain she had. We talked about it
and read scriptures about it and by the end I think she was almost
convinced. So we did an experiment, and sister Bettridge and I sang. We
asked her to pay attention to what she felt. At the end of <span style="background: white;">the song
she told us she felt peace, and love. Would you look at that! She had
the Holy Ghost all along! Oh I almost forgot. At the beginning</span> of the
lesson we had a good laugh. Sister Bettridge was trying to ask her what
the spirit was, if she'd felt it..some question like that. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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saying. So Sister</span> Bettridge just kept repeating Holy Ghost. She was just
getting a blank stare. Haha finally I said it in Spanish.
"Oooooooooooh" and then she says Holy Ghost in Japanese just
as Bettridge Shimai was saying it! Hahaha it was a great moment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">We had a
miracle lesson with an investigator who had a baptismal date. It was
great. Bishop helped out. And we set up a return appointment.</span> But, due
to a recent event in the news, where Christians are targeted, she won't
leave her house, and it was cancelled. Please pray for her that She can
receive help overcoming her fears. It's tough.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">We got to
hear from elder Nelson again. I loved what he said. Loved it. He talked
about and asked us to become disciples of Christ. It</span> seems to be a
common theme lately. I think we all have unlimited potential to make an
impact, b people are just too lazy to put in the work. Or are putting
off repentance. Or don't feel worthy. But, in all honesty, anything can
be overcome through the atonement. Anything! So the only ones who are
holding us back from reaching our true potential is ourselves. We
also talked about the new stuff that is coming for missionaries and technology.
It was good. I think once it's all in action it will be better. It is
really exciting for upcoming missionaries. But, I'm glad I don't have to
be here for all of it.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">At the
conference I got to say goodbye to all my sister missionary friends.
Basically everyone I knew went home last Friday. It's weird.</span> I'm an oldie
in the mission now. I don't know anyone! I also said goodbye to Sister
Bettidge and hello to my new companion. Her name is sister Warren. She
is from California and over six feet tall! She is pretty cool. She has
been out for almost a year..or something like that. She's served in
quite a few areas and might have had more companions than me. She is
really good at drawing. And loves sports.<br />
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gonna have fun this transfer. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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story: we visited Nakesone Shimai again. This time it was Sister Warren
and I. After our lesson we asked her over cookies, do you like</span> dogs or
cats? She made this face and said neither. Then we asked if she liked
other animals. She hates animals. Do you like zoos? Zoos were ok. Are
there zoos in Peru? She didn't hear that question right..she says of
course there are animals in Peru! And then continues to say that they
are much stronger than the animals here haha. Cats don't get walked on
leashes and dogs are bigger and run wild in the streets. She also talked
about how cats eat mice in Peru. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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thought the whole thing was pretty funny. And laughed particularly hard
at the thought of cats on leashes (something nihonjin do) and when</span> I
said "poor mice." She is something else!<br />
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had two miracles. First, our less active Nishibori Shimai let us into her
house! Wow! I've been here for 7 months and that has</span> never happened. We
were the first ones! It was a crazy miracle. Also,</span> her son, who is
completely innactive came to church! He missed church...but he came
despite how late it was. Then after we were plugging things into our
iPads (ed. note: "things"= weekly statistics report) and I realized we hadn't done quite as well as the week before.
That was a bummer. But, just as I was thinking that one of our
investigators texted and asked if we were at church and we ended up
having a surprise lesson. Miracle! <br />
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-49312452026812596462015-03-16T06:14:00.002-07:002015-03-16T06:14:52.145-07:00I'm Staying!<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;">
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got transfers this morning!!! I'm staying in Sakado! What?!? I know. I'm
surprised too. But sooo happy. Sadly, Sister Bettridge is leaving! To Niigata,
Joetsu! I'm super excited for her. It’s gonna be cold though, I'm giving her my
winter coat. Here in Sakado it's basically spring. Flowers are coming out and
the sun is shining. Sister Bettridge even got sunburn on her nose! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Ok, so I don't have much time... But.... Here are some of my favorite moments of
the week:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">On Monday</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">, we still had
a bit of time to dendō. All our plans had fallen through. I really felt like we
should go hand out flyers at the eki for Eikaiwa, but it was dark and cold and
rainy. Well, we went anyways. I felt so silly. No one was taking a flyer.
Everyone was too busy opening umbrellas and preparing themselves for the rain.
After about half an hour I said a little prayer. I told Heavenly Father I felt
like we needed to be here. Please show us why. And within minutes an
investigator who we can never get a hold of walks down the train station
stairs. We set up an appointment with her for the next day! Wow! Miracle. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tuesday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">we had 5
lessons planned. We were exhausted by the end of the day. Exhausted! No time to
write about them sorry...our last appointment for the day didn't end up being
much of a lesson, and we biked about 9 miles there and back. I was not thrilled,
to say the least. But, everyone else we saw that day was great! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Friday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">we had the most
awesome zone meeting ever. I wish every zone meeting was like that. Everyone
was asked to participate in some way. There were really spiritual parts and
then fun parts. At the end all the missionaries returning home were able to
share their testimonies. It was super powerful. Afterwards, we all went and ate
at a Brazilian restaurant. I love that place. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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were so many missionaries there and orders got confusing. I ended up with too
large steaks. It wasn't what I ordered but I figured that was my fault so I
took them and ate them. At the end there was an elder who still hadn't gotten
his order. Hahaha turns out I’d taken his order. What made it even better is
that we have a running joke in our district that I’m always mean to him. I'm
not really, but he gets teased every once in a while, so it was just perfect at
I was he one who stole his steak. I was laughing about it until I had to pay
for it... But, when I told the guy at the register which steak I'd eaten his
eyes got huge and he looked at the two elders standing next to me for
confirmation. "You ate the whole thing?" Yup. I did. It made us all
laugh. Also, he recognized Bettridge shimai and I from Facebook. We were on
another restaurant’s fb page. I felt a little famous. Haha. That's been
happening a lot. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">This
weekend we had the opportunity to hear from Elder Nelson, one of the apostles,
twice. It was really good. What made it even better was that one of our
investigators was able to sneak out and come with us! And it was exactly what
she needed. Sister Nelson challenged everyone to read the Book of Mormon for 30
days, each day with a question in mind and read until you find the answer. Our
investigator decided she would do it! We didn't even need to ask her! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the day before, we had been able to meet with that investigator and we overcame
a lot of the things that are stopping her from progressing. I'm soooo grateful.
It was such a miracle! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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and finally; The funniest story of the week.</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Sunday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">morning
we made cookies and decorated cookies. Our second batch we just didn't have
time to do and I was a little annoyed. We wanted to give them to members at
church. Well. After church we came home and I took one of our in decorated
cookies and bit into it. It tasted kind of funny. Then it started tasting
really funny! Sister Bettridge had put in a cup of salt instead of sugar! I
gave sister Bettridge a cookie and she popped the whole thing in her mouth, and
then quickly spat it out. We were laughing pretty hard. Not having enough time
ended up being a miracle in disguise! The members would not have been happy if
they had received salty cookies!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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love you all! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> I'm afraid of how fast
next week it going to go. I don't want transfers to come! I love sister
Bettridge and I love Sakado. I could stay here for the rest of my mission. I'd
be more than happy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The week was full of miracles. Wow! Heavenly Father just knows
us each so well. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">There were a few times this week where I just really didn't want
to go finding. I just wanted to teach and we had investigators call us or we
called them and they would ask if we could come over right then! I feel like I
read a lot too. I was reminded of forgotten things and was able to really re
enter my focus as a missionary. Back to the miracles! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">On Thursday </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">we were finally able to meet with an
investigator who previously had a baptism date. We hadn't seen her in almost
two transfers. But, we've been praying for her. And finally we were able to get
together with a member, have lunch and have a really good lesson. She is
amazing!! At the end of the lesson she said the prayer and it was just so neat
to listen to. She knew who she was praying to. She knew someone was listening.
I think listening to investigators prayers are my favorite. I love when someone
prays and they know they are talking to God. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Well, after the lesson we had scheduled finding time. But like I
said earlier I didn't want to find. And I'd told Heavenly Father that that
morning. Well, we got a call from Takahashi San. Yutaka San, who we had sung
for a few p-days ago was visiting and wanted to see us! She wanted to know if
we could come over, did we have time? Oh course we did! Yutaka San had some
crazy (but good) questions about God, so after clearing those up we sang. We
were at a hotel. The manager of the hotel came over and they all loved our
singing. Are voices are "crystal clear." I totally goofed at one
point though! Gah! But I don't think they noticed because after we finished
they started saying how we would just sound soooo good in the hotel's chapel. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">After a little talking they decided we just had to sing there.
And so we did! It did sound pretty cool! I felt like we were famous! And after
singing the hotel manager announced he wants to have a gospel concert. Yutaka
San also said something interesting. He wasn't saying it to us, but I caught
it. He said "when they sing it makes me want to believe." It was a
really cool experience. And I'm so grateful for our ability to sing. It's
softening hearts left and right. Takahashi San was so happy. It was really
great. We got to see her two times this week. That's a miracle too. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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president. Our interviews went over time and we were running late for our lunch
appointment after! Oh no! It was ok though. We got to the restaurant and the bishop
and Keiko were there talking. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">After eating the bishop got her talking about her dreams. She
just wants to help children. And sincerely help them, not like the way where
people say oh I want to help and then do nothing. She is doing what she can
already. Well, bishop took that and ran with it. He told her that as Bishop, he
looks at someone like her and wants to harness that potential and passion. But,
he can't do that until she knows more about church. So he said I want to make a
deal with you. You take 6 lessons about church and then, after you know more,
we will reassess and see what you think, find where you fit in. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Challenge accepted. He's a genius. And Keiko could make a huge
difference at church and find a place where she belongs, and makes her happy. I
guess she just needed bishop’s help realizing that. Our bishop is a genius.
I've learned so much from him recently. There are so many blessings that come
from working closely with your bishop! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">After that lesson we came home, did 12 week (a study program for
the new missionaries) and then made some phone calls. I honestly did not want
to do finding. No desire. And Heavenly Father worked with that. I’m so
grateful. So we called Ri San. We hadn't heard from her in a while. Well, turns
out just because we hadn't seen her didn't mean she wasn't thinking about us.
She says she prays for our success always. And after talking for a little bit,
asked us where we were. Then she told us to stay where we were she was gonna
come to Tsurugashima. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">We met by the train station, she bought us a bunch of pastries
and we had a mini restoration lesson! There was a miracle in that too. I've
never been too confident in my restoration teaching abilities, in Japanese. After
the Elder Ballard conference I took the challenge to study the first lesson.
And it paid off! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Everything came out perfectly. I didn't even need to think about
it. It was amazing; Seriously the coolest thing ever. It just came out so
smoothly. Aha! So great! Bettridge shimai commented after too. It was
just crazy! The gift of tongues is so real. After we had ping pong. We dropped
off our pastries at home and then after a quick dinner we headed to Sakado. On
the train we met someone who had gone to a Christian preschool. We invited her
to church. Then as we headed out of the station we saw a member's friend, who
she had brought to church. We chased after her and got to talk to her! She was
tickled that we remembered her name and recognized her. We invited her to
church, and while she couldn't come this week I think we will be seeing her
again. It was so cool! <o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">On our way home from ping pong we ran into someone we had
talked to earlier in the week on the train. She was so shocked she was
speechless. It was hilarious. We asked where she was going. She said to see her
boyfriend and she showed us a picture so I showed her some pictures and we
bonded some more. I bet Heavenly Father has plans for her. Hopefully next time
we see her she will agree to come to church or something! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The next day was full of miracles too! We had district meeting
that morning. It was fun. We and the zone leaders brought donuts for everyone.
Yummy! After the district meeting we went and visited Ushimaru shimai. It was
actually a good visit. She made lunch and we shared a short message about
prayer and invited her to church. She said the whole family was coming! Yay!
And the next day she came! The lunch was delicious and soooo filling. While she
was cooking Takayoshi was supposed to entertain us, he was so bashful though!
He is ten and just so cute.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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dendō adventure. Honestly, at first I thought it was dumb but then
decided I need to support my leaders. So we did it. And it was actually super
fun. I just had fire! And I could feel the sprit. We went to the church said a
prayer and then walked out on the streets. During planning the night
before I said</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> tomorrow </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">we will see Helen. Helen is a lady from Africa we keep running
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awesome lesson with a less active, an awesome Book of Mormon placing and a
prayer before we went “streeting,” we walked out of the church and who is
walking down the road? The one and only Helen. I wish I could have recorded Sister Bettridge's gasp. Helen was a little
busy at the moment, she had to go home and make dinner for her husband. But, we
planned to meet another day for a church tour. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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love in the bible dictionary it says "miracles should not be regarded as
deviations from the ordinary course of nature so much as a manifestation of
divine or spiritual power." I think miracles happen no matter what. Our
faith does not determine if they happen or not. Our faith is what determines if
we get to be part of the miracle, if we get to bring it about or witness it.
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something wrong in our prayers. She'd been praying that our effectiveness would
be safe. I remember the first time she said that I thought that can't be right,
I think that word means something else. But, Sister Bettridge knows her vocab.
So I just figured I was the one who had it wrong and didn't say anything.
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accidently made a noise. Sooo embarrassing! Everyone laughed. Except for our
ward mission leader. He hadn't heard it. In Japanese he asks what happened and
I just shrugged then he says in English "what??" And everyone just
laughed more. Leave it to Sister Molinari to make odd noises in serious
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is just flying by. I'm not quite sure where February went. And I'm a little sad
about that. Transfers are in two weeks, and I'm pretty sure I will be leaving.
I don't want to go! I love Sakado. And I love sister Bettridge! She is the best
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we made soba! A member introduced us to her friends who own a soba shop. They
taught us how to make soba, and we're so impressed. They didn't believe it was
our first time making it! Pictures to come later. I really hope we get the
opportunity to get to know the family better. They have a really special
feeling about them. As We told them about being missionaries and the mother
asked if we were sad being separated from our parents. As she asked she started
to tear up because she thought it was so sad! She and her husband both were so
sweet. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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San got baptized this week! The ward is soooo happy. And he was soooo happy to.
He was glowing! It was really fun to be part of that. He was so prepared and so
happy to be baptized. It was a really wonderful experience. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Masaki san’s baptism we made cookies with Ro and Fukunaga shimai. That was
an affair. The stove would not work. Something with the gas was wrong. They
tried over and over and they called a bunch of members to try and get it to
work. No luck. Fukunaga shimai said she would just make them at home and bring
them the next day to church. I didn't like settling. So I prayed. Turned on the
stove, then got nervous that I was gonna make it explode or leak gas so I
stopped it, asked roe if what I'd done was right and then turned it in again.
It worked! Everyone was a amazed. They asked what I did. I said I prayed.
Everyone laughed. And the stove makes it buh-bum noise and stopped working.
Then I had an idea to call Hattori kyodai, and he knew how to make it work! My
pray was answered! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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went on exchanges this week too. I got to dendō with Sister Nash who is my
doki! But we weren't in the same district in the MTC and we realized we knew
very little about one another. She is awesome. She is one of the most peaceful
people I've ever met; which was just what I needed! Exchanges ended with a
bang. Sister Nash's companion became quite ill while her and sister Bettridge
were in Kawagoe area. The poor sister! It was her last exchange ever. She goes
home in two weeks. We had to go all the way back to their apartment to change
back. The poor sister was tucked in bed and looked like she was ready to die.
Sister Bettridge and I left and after we were a few feet from the apartment
exclaimed how happy we were to be reunited. I just love sister Bettridge so
much. We work so well together. I don't like being apart from her! And luckily,
since we are missionaries that doesn't happen too often. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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week we got the chance to go to a Japanese sign language class win one of our
investigators. It was such a cool experience. And I learned so much. I want to
study sign language when I get home. Everything is sooo easy compared to
Japanese! By the end I could introduce myself and say what I liked and didn't
like and tell how old I was. My favorite part of the class was when I was
talking to, or rather trying to sign to one of the deaf members of the class. I
was with someone who knew sign language so she translated for me. The man told
me that I had a light, and an amazing smile, that I glowed. I wish I could have
signed to him "it's the gospel!" I'll have to learn that for
later. Also, while talking to someone else, she was blown away by my
Japanese. She had been studying English for years and couldn't even begin to
speak like me. She asked how I did it and I said it was because of God. She was
a little confused by that answer. I don't think that was what she was
expecting. Then she asked how she could become good at English. I told her if
she prayed and asked for help she would probably be able to speak better English.
Once again she was shocked by my answer. But, we should be seeing her at
eikaiwa soon! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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had a special conference with elder Ballard. I said I would write about it
today. But I forgot my notes. Well, he and the other two speakers really
emphasized the importance of the restoration. I loveee the restoration! And I
love talking about it. And it was such a good reminder to go back to the
basics. I've been studying it all this week, and I feel so much more confident
to talk and teach about it now. I am so grateful for Joseph smith. And I love
the Book of Mormon. I love reading it with investigators and watching it change
their lives. This week I really want to focus on how I can bring it into
conversations quicker. On the train, it is easy to talk bout the Book of
Mormon. But, not so easy to talk about the message of the restoration. So, I've
got to work on that. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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you don't now what the restoration is you can learn about it here...<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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talking to someone on the phone sister Bettridge told the lady that she was
from the Book of Mormon, instead of the Mormon Church. We laughed about that
for a while. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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teaching a lesson we brought rocks to use as a visual aid, except we forgot about
them. And at the end Sister Bettridge asks what she should do with them. I
wasn't quite sure so she just puts them on the table. I felt like a five year
old, showing off the rocks I'd found while playing out side. We all laughed
about the rocks on the table until we finally found a new way to connect them
to the lesson. It ended up being really good. But it was a little awkward for
a bit. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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of the elders here, his name is elder Tuttle. Our bishop calls him elder
turtle. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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talking to bishop the other night, I told him he needed to request for us to
stay in Sakado. His reply was "ok I'll ask that all four of you stay
here." There're six missionaries...wonder who the two left out are....<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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more bishop story, he was telling us about his mission president who was from
France. He had to learn English and Tahitian. During his first talk, as mission
president, he was talking about the restoration and said that two watermelons
appeared to Joseph smith. The congregation couldn't stop laughing. The bishop
at the time did not stop laughing either. So, the mission president just sat
down. Didn't even finish his talk. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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gotten a lot of opportunities to work with our bishop this week. And last night
we were able to meet with him and discuss what his vision for the ward is. I am
very excited. He is trying new things and I think they will make all the
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-86008918555034296952015-02-24T05:30:00.004-08:002015-02-24T05:35:24.904-08:00Hello Everyone!<div class="MsoNormal">
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is just around he corner here in Sakado. It's been cold but not as cold
as usual and when it rains it smells like spring. It's not</span> cold winter
rain. Who knew there was a difference right? This week we had some
really cool finding and teaching experiences. It was a fun week.<br />
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Monday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we went with one of our investigators to visit her
friend</span> who wanted to meet us. His name is Yutaka San. He is a cowboy
nihonjin</span> (I didn't know they had them here) and I guess he is a little
famous. We had dinner and talked. He and his friend, that was there,
asked lots of questions about the church, and we were able to boldly
answer each one. They were all wowed. Then we got to sing. We had
prepared a few hymns for him, as a miyagi or gift, and then we sang some
Christian and country songs with him. I felt like Heavenly Father was helping
us sing. I don't think I've ever sung like that before. I was able to
harmonize too and sing along with these songs that I'd never heard of
before. And everyone was just wowed. They didn't want us to <span style="background: white;">go. At
the end I invited Yutaka San to church. He didn't say yes, but he didn't
say no either. I walked out of there feeling so good inside.</span> <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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like we did exactly what we needed to do and we had an impact, and so
did the Spirit, on each one of the people there. I also felt a</span> little
bit like a celebrity, so I enjoyed that too. We met with our investigator
yesterday, and a week later, Yutaka San is still raving about us. He
wants us to come again!<br />
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now we are working with to less active members. Both are adorable little
old women. I love them each. And both are finally</span> progressing! We
visited one of them<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj">Sunday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> and
she just said the</span> nicest things. I smiled all the way home (about a 40
minute bike ride). She told us that we had a light and our light was
filling and <span style="background: white;">changing
her heart and she just loves us and is so grateful we come every week,
rain or shine. She wanted to write a haiku for us, but she</span> hadn't
written the right one yet. She also said that she wants to come back to
church! She isn't ready yet, but I can feel it, she is gonna come back
soon! I am so happy. She has a hard time hearing us. So we teach her
through songs. We give her scriptures and share our testimonies with
her. It's really special. I love it. And her!<br />
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<span style="background: white;">We had
a lesson with someone new this week! .She was one of the other sister's
investigators. But, we aren't really sure how much gospel she</span> has heard.
Anyways, we called her a bunch of times, she was busy, or there was
always something but finally we made an appointment to meet with her!
She was a little weirded out that we had her number and such but after a
little bit of explaining, it stopped being weird and we were able to
have a really awesome and powerful lesson on the Book of Mormon. We told
her about that and prayer, shared scriptures, asked inspired questions
and gave her a Book of Mormon, in her own language. She was so excited
when the book was in Korean! She definitely could feel the spirit, and
she wants to meet again! She invited us to come learn Japanese with her
too! So I think she really does want to see us again.<br />
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did. We had kodomo eikaiwa with a huge turn out again-around 15. And new
faces</span> too! Then we headed for lunch and had planned to spend the rest of
the day finding. We were heading outdoors when we received a call from
one of our members. She needed help setting up for the activity the ward
was having that night. So we changed plans, and headed to church.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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way to church we ran into this really odd man in the train. He was
gaijin (ed. note: American) as well and wouldn't leave us alone. He said
something</span> about how we needed to stick together and wanted to take us
out for drinks. I told him we didn't drink. So he asked about dinner. He
was creepily persistent. I finally told him about our rule we have as a
missionary, we couldn't go out with him, and if he wanted to meet our male
missionary friends they would be more than happy to go out with him. He
said "no! I want you!" I told him we couldn't, apologized and
said if you want to see us again you can come to church. Then we left.
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">We got to church and helped set up. It took
much longer than anyone</span> anticipated. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">After, we were invited by the bishop and asked
to help</span> with the activity so, we ended up staying for part of it too. While
it was fun, I just really wanted to go finding. We had big plans for the
day. So after we had dinner and dessert with everyone we decided to take
off. And I'm SOOO glad we did. We just did train dendō for the rest of
the night and had some really awesome contacts! Sister Bettridge is a
pro. We were trying to place Books of Mormon so that's what we talked
about. Sister Bettridge bore her testimony to one lady and she started
crying! But then started apologizing cus she did not believe in any of
that and quickly got off the train. </span><span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am positive</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> she felt the spirit. But,
it seemed like one of those "I know it's true I can feel it but I
don’t want it in my life" moments. It ended kind of terribly
but, I think it was a seed planted for sure.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">Then we</span> talked to another girl, who
actually spoke really good English. She missed her stop while we were
talking to here so I figured she had to be a kinjin (ed. note: “kindred
spirit”, I think). She loved to travel so while sharing about the Book of
Mormon and church we related it to a road map. If you don't have directions
you get lost. The gospel is our life directions. She wasn't really
interested I think. But she may come to eikaiwa! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">On our way</span> home, well actually while
waiting for our train home I saw a girl sitting in the bench. She was
dressed really well and on the young side. I thought maybe we should
talk to her, but then thought she is less likely to be interested that someone
else and we need to make our last contact count, we hadn't given a
single Book of Mormon away yet!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Well,
through a series of small, probably not really coincidental, events we
ended up talking to her on the train. She was so prepared. I</span> don't know
what will come out of it, but if nothing else she was prepared to talk
to us. She had traveled in Italy, and had visited many Christian
churches. She knew a little bit about Christianity, she <span style="background: white;">could
tell us when she had felt God's presence in her life and she gladly took
the Book of Mormon Sister Bettridge offered her. I'm so</span> proud of sister
Bettridge. She doesn't even need me. She is just awesome and so willing
to open her mouth and share the gospel. She is really amazing. She is
gonna do amazing things as a missionary. I love her!<br />
<br />
<span style="background: white;">Yesterday
we had a giant conference and Elder Ballard came and spoke to us. It was
sooo good! But I have no more time. I'll write about it</span> next week.<br />
<br />
<span style="background: white;">Funny
stories of the week:</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">One of
our members came to the ward party after going to the dentist. We aren’t
quite sure what the dentist gave him, but he was pretty goofy.</span> He walked
in and just didn't look much like himself. I didn’t think much into it until
the Elders started snickering. His cheeks were super swollen and
occasionally he would just giggle to himself. It was pretty funny. I'm
not sure anyone but the missionaries noticed though!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">This
probably isn't funny to anyone but me but, one day this week during
study I whacked my foot on the table. It hurt! And sister</span> Bettridge
laughed. That hurt a little too. Then that night after planning we both
kneeled down and she said "I'll pray!", bowed her head and
bonked it on the table. I lost it. I'm laughing right now. It was just
one smooth motion. She so gracefully hit her head. And it made such a
loud noise!<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Ok
that's it for this week.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Love
you all!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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Molinari</span></span></div>
KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-46759724664329702402015-02-16T06:27:00.005-08:002015-02-16T06:29:00.064-08:00What a Week!<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">Happy Valentine's Day! How was your Valentine's
Day? Ours was filled</span> with chocolate making and delivering, secret heart
attacks and so much love. Our members love us! And we love them! And me
and sister Bettridge...well, we couldn't be happier.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">So
this week....what a week! One day it was really warm and then the next
it was freezing cold! The winds were so strong yesterday that,</span> when they
were blowing at our backs I didn't need to pedal! I just got <span style="background: white;">pushed
along. Crazy!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Back
to the chocolate making...we tried to make chocolates with the Elders but
stove wouldn't work in the church so they ended up taking</span> the chocolate
home and making it.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj">Saturday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"> we
saw the finished</span> product...it was terrible! Just terrible! They had
burned some of the chocolates so they wouldn't drip and had made these
weird pancake things out of them. And then they ran out of heart molds
so they dumped the rest of the regular chocolate into an ice cube tray.
Those pieces looked like dog food! We did not want to have those out. So
we took the chocolates home and fixed them. We re-melted the ice cube
tray chocolates and made hearts with them and then in half the batch I put
peppermint oil so they were very yummy! Everyone thought we bought them
when we handed them out<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj">Sunday</span>. We also made truffles with the young women in the
ward so we were able to give out some truffles with our assorted
chocolates. Needless to say, we are now chocolate making pros.<br />
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<span class="aqj">On
Friday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we had a zone meeting and they made a goal for us to
hand</span> out this giant number of Books of Mormon as a zone. Honestly, I
wasn't</span> too thrilled. Another number. And, I could just see Books of
Mormon being handed out to people who didn't even really want them, just
for the numbers sake. But, I made a goal to support my leaders probably
half way through my mission, and so I decided I would give it a try. On
our way home we handed out two Books of Mormon! And they were quality
contacts. Both women seemed genuinely interested and I felt so good afterwards.
I also felt like Heavenly Father knew exactly what I was thinking. And
because of my concerns he put really awesome people in our paths to
find, talk about the Book of Mormon and then give them out! It was great!<br />
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<span class="aqj">Sunday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we
had a goof handing out of a Book of Mormon. Sister Bettridge</span> and I were
talking to this lady and she was super nice. We talked a</span> little bit
about how we were missionaries and Sister Bettidge handed her a Book of
Mormon too see. We only had five minutes before the train got to our
station and when the doors opened the lady was still holding the Book of
Mormon. We hadn't even explained it or anything but had to run off
train! I said I'm so sorry! And then we sprinted off. The lady looked a
little shocked as the train rode away. I hope she reads it! We got a
pretty good laugh.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Sister
Bettridge got pink eye just in time for Valentine's Day. Hahaha all the
nihonjin would stare at her like she had a disfigured</span> face. It was
pretty funny. I gave her some essential oils, and she did some home
treatment too and now she is all better! Yay!<br />
<br />
<span style="background: white;">I forgot to write this last week, but, we sang
in church and after</span> church last week we were told by one of the members
that her daughter couldn't stop looking at us! She was one hundred
percent focused on<br />
<span style="background: white;">us.
She kept asking if we were princesses! How cute!</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">Ok, I
want to type more, but my iPad is being dumb. Sorry!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">I love
you all!</span></span><br />
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-5036022185265795412015-02-09T05:56:00.000-08:002015-02-09T05:56:05.931-08:00Happy Valentine's Day<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white;">
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Well
this week felt like multiple weeks put together. I can't believe we just
received transfer calls last week. I'm so happy to still be in Sakado. I just
love it here so much! The ward members are amazing. Each week they seem to have
more and more dendō Fire. It's great! We've been doing cookie runs a lot...i
think it helps. This week we are with the members a lot, we were going to do
some mogi lesson and had members drop by with food. I love our ward! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">On Wednesday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">the
rest of the mission transferred. We thought we would get to stay home and have
a normal</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Wednesday</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">, travel free but nope! The new sister coming to kawagoe got
appendicitis, so we went all the way to the mission home to get the sister who
was staying in kawagoe, one area over, because she had to drop of her old
companion there. Haha..I don't know if hat made sense. The point is, we
traveled far! And then we came back to our area with an extra sister! Sister
McCallsiter. She is an amazing missionary. She goes home at the end of his
transfer, along with most of my companions and Sister Orton my trainer! Wow!
Where is time going! We had lots of fun together. But I was really glad to go
back down to two</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> on
Friday</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">. Three is hard! And I just love
sister Bettridge so much, I want her all to myself! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">On Friday</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">, as we were
leaving to drop sister McCallister off at the other sisters in our zone's area
we saw our front door! It had been heart attacked! One of the memebers had
stopped by the night before to give us food and sweet little notes and after we
thought she had left, stayed and heart attacked our door! It made me sooooo
happy! I'd been a little stressed with the whole dendōing in three. It really
made my day! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Saturday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">was
a day full of miracles! </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Saturday </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">morning as I started study I was thinking about how we
didn't have any lessons planned, and getting one seemed a little impossible
because we had to finish weekly planning and all sorts of other things. Before
we study we always pray, and so I asked Heavenly Father to help us have a
lesson. After study we left for kids eikaiwa and one of our friends was there!
She comes to regular eikaiwa and is friends with a lot of families in the ward.
We had invited her to come to church the next day because we were singing. Well.
That's what we thought anyways. Sister Bettridge had accidentally typed</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> tomorrow </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">when she sent the message on</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Friday</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">. Oops! So she
ended up at church</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Saturday</span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">It
ended up being an answer to my prayer! We were able to go out and get donuts
together and talk about the scriptures! It was really fun. Also, this is kind
of funny: after kids eikaiwa we said lets go get donuts and she said ok! So we
all biked to the donut shop. Except, when we stopped our friend just kept
biking. We weren't sure if we should follow her or not. So we waited, and
waited, then decided we should call her. While we were waiting, Ro walked by.
We told her what had happened; we thought it was pretty funny. I think Ro just
thinks we are star age sometimes though. Finally we made contact with our
friend. Turns out she had thought we meant get donuts in the future, Not at
that very minute. She was free all day though so she biked back and we had a
good laugh together. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Then
that night, we knew we didn't have anyone coming to church the next day. We had
invited lots of people but, for one reason or another they couldn't come. So
before we started planning for the next day I said a prayer, and told Heavenly
Father just that, we'd invited people, but no one could come. Help! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">At
the end of planning, right before we were about to close we got a call from a
member telling us they were bringing a friend to church </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 11.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">tomorrow </span><span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">who is super interested! Wow! God really does answer our
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Last
week, I gave the elders two bags of walnuts to crack for me. They were
impossible! I figured the elders could do it. Well, last night i received an
accounting of their walnut cracking attempts. Two of the elders have cuts and
they burned one bag of my walnuts. One elder, while trying to crack a nut,
squeezed really hard and it shot out of the nut cracker and hit his companion
in the throat. Someone else got hit in the forehead. They were only able to
open three, and then one of the other elders ate those. I think while they were
telling me about this, they wanted me to aww and feel bad for them but, I just
laughed. And laughed. It was pretty funny. I appreciate their effort
though. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 9.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Well,
we are happy and well here in Sakado. I love it here. It snowed once this week.
According to everyone it only snows two or three times here and then it warms
up. I'm anticipating spring coming soon. Yeyy!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-19430114014272067292015-02-02T04:46:00.001-08:002015-02-02T05:00:07.076-08:00Transfers!!! Aaaahhhhh!<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="background: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To be perfectly honest, I had a terrible week
this week. Lots of good</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> things happened but I just wasn't happy. But
it's ok. I fixed it! As a missionary a lot of your success is defined by
numbers. How many people you teach, how many baptisms you have...it goes
in and on. And quite honestly none of that matters. As long as you are
trying your best and working, it doesn't matter what your numbers are.
But, I'd gotten a little caught up in numbers and because of it, I got
frustrated and grumpy.</span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">During<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><span class="aqj"><span style="z-index: -1;"><span data-term="goog_1728181305" style="z-index: 0;" tabindex="0">Sunday</span></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"> school
the bishop showed a video of this southern Christian talk show host. She was
funny. And everything she said was great. But</span> at one point she says
"your worth is not based on the things you do."</span> Duhh I know that.
But I guess I just needed to hear it from someone with a southern
accent. After class I perked right up and I've been dandy ever since!<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Anyways,
transfers were today! Sister Bettridge and I are staying together!
Yippee! I'm so happy. Soooooo happy! In fact our whole</span> district stayed
together. That is so rare here. And it has happened to me twice here in
Sakado. Crazy! The sad thing is though, that I will most definitely be moving
next transfer. Well...I don’t know for sure...but odds are I will. I've
only got two more transfers left, well three including this one. It is
highly unlikely that I would stay in Sakado for that long. But if I did,
I most certainly would not complain. I love it here. I love the members.
I love it all.<br />
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<span class="aqj">Wednesday</span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we
had a mission conference. Elder and Sister Aoyagi were</span> touring the
mission. They lived in my first area and I was able to eat</span> over at their
house a few times. Guess what? They remembered me! And Sister Aoyagi
said that her granddaughter still remembers me too! When she told me
that, that really made my day. Also, the fact that I could have a real
conversation with her in Japanese made me pretty happy as well.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Elder
Aoyagi had asked us to look for missionaries in the scriptures and study
what they do to prepare for the conference. I didn't have</span> time to really
write anything down until the week before the conference but, I had sooo
much fun doing it. I started making all these cool connections and
seeing how everyone else in the Book of <span style="background: white;">Mormon
is connected. It was a little too much fun. I love reading the Book of
Mormon! It is the best book ever. I think some missionaries</span> might just
say that to say that. But, I'm saying it cus it is true. When you read
the book of Mormons with the intent to learn its crazy how much you
actually learn.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="aqj"><span style="background: white;">On Monday</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we had a lesson with one of our</span> investigators about
reading the Book of Mormon with the right purpose</span> and intent. We showed
her our Books of Mormon and she was shocked we had so much highlighted and
marked up. She couldn't believe that we found it that interesting, but I
think she wants to have the same<br />
<span style="background: white;">experience..so
I'm excited to see what happens!</span><br />
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<span class="aqj"><span style="z-index: -1;"><span style="background: white;"><span data-term="goog_1728181308" style="z-index: 0;" tabindex="0">Friday</span></span></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">it
snowed! A lot. I hate snow. Luckily it's all melted away</span> again. But, we
decided to go housing that day, despite the snow. We</span> knocked on 100
doors (sister Bettridge and I like to count). And not a single person
was interested in what we had to say. Not one. And I was told some of
the rudest things I'd ever heard. That's never happened before. Needless
to say it did not help my mood I was in. That evening we had a lesson
with Kikue, who I love. Itō kyodai sat in too. We read Joseph Smith
history. When we got to the verse where Joseph Smith tells about finding
James 1:5 (if any of ye lack wisdom let him ask of God...) it was my
turn to read. I started reading and burst into tears! I was just so sad.
I know this is true. So true. I don't doubt it. Not a single bit. And I
was just overcome with this sadness that people won't listen. It's the
key to happiness. It blesses lives in more ways than one can imagine.
But no one wants to listen because they are too "busy" or
prideful or just don't care. If you had the opportunity to be truly
happy, wouldn't you want it? Well, I cried all through the rest of the
lesson. Despite that though it was a really great lesson. Kikue believes
it! And she loves the Book of Mormon. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Blessings.</span></div>
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<span style="background: white;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; float: none; orphans: auto; text-align: start; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;">I
can't think of anything funny that happened this week. But I know</span> there
were lots of funny things. Sister Bettridge saw her first man</span> peeing on
a wall...She's still talking about it. Hahaha. Also during a lesson our
investigator was telling this hilarious story about her dog eating some
mans dentures. Sister Bettridge was laughing along and so I figured she
got it. After, she asks “why is that so funny?” She hadn't understood
but she thought our investigator's faces being made were funny so she
was laughing. When I told our investigator that, we all had a really
good laugh.<br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; orphans: auto; text-align: start; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;" />
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<span style="background: white;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; float: none; orphans: auto; text-align: start; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;">Ok well,
that's it for today.</span></span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; orphans: auto; text-align: start; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;" />
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<span style="background: white;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; float: none; orphans: auto; text-align: start; widows: auto; word-spacing: 0px;">Love
you all!</span></span></span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8068454993154046364.post-15279779930796170312015-01-31T06:58:00.003-08:002015-01-31T07:03:18.123-08:00Oh my goodness, next week is Transfers!<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">26 January 2015 Sakado</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">I think with each transfer I</span> get a
little more nervous! Generally I think the opposite happens from what I
expect. <span style="background-color: white;">haha.
I loveeee Sakado and I love Sister Bettridge. So, I'm a little</span><span style="background-color: white;"> nervous.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">In
other news..it feels like spring here! Except when it doesn't. We have
had beautiful sunny days all week. But on Thursday it was</span> freezing cold,
and reminded us all that it is indeed winter. It really feels like
spring is trying to come. But, according to the locals, February is the
coldest month of the year. I am so not looking forward to <span style="background: white;">February.
I remember being pretty cold last February. But, there was also lots of
snow on the ground. We'll see.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: white;">I'm
just going to continue to write fluff paragraphs cus I don’t remember
what happened this week. I think I've hit that point in my</span> mission where
every week just seems the same, and it makes it very hard to write
about! We see miracles everyday and laugh, lots and nothing ever seems
to go according to plan.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Last
week we taught a lesson to a less-active who did not seem the least bit
concerned that she doesn't read the scriptures or pray. She</span> told us she
has so much faith she doesn't need to. We told her we needed to, they
are commandments. Still nothing. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">This week we came ready. And by ready, I mean
we had a lesson planned</span> that didn't go at all like planned. But it went
perfect. We asked if she and read the Book of Mormon, she said she read
a little (which means not much, a few verses) We went over the story and
I pointed out a few good places. One spot was about Christ and His
atonement. Sister Bettridge talked about how the atonement is a blessing
and a gift. Then I added we didn't need to pay or do anything , Christ
performed the atonement for us. But, because he did that for us, we
should do something for Him: follow His commandments: read the
scriptures and pray. We read some scriptures out of the Book of Mormon
and the bible about each and then reinvented her to pray and read this
week. She was much more excited to this time! It was such a good lesson.
The spirit was there for sure. We walked out feeling so good. I was so
proud of sister Bettridge! She is a great teacher, and so willing to try
and speak!<br />
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<span class="aqj"><span style="z-index: -1;"><span style="background: white;"><span data-term="goog_1728181277" style="z-index: 0;" tabindex="0">On
Sunday</span></span></span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background: white;"> </span><span style="background: white;">we didn't have anyone coming to church, that we knew
of, but</span> N San appeared! It made me so happy! I love her! She is so sweet
and</span> kind! We are in a hard spot with her. Her husband is very Buddhist
and <span style="background: white;">against
her joining the church. She loves it. But, she makes these sad comments
sometimes that just sound like she has accepted she won't</span> ever get to be
a member. And she lets those thoughts replace her faith! We had a crazy
lesson after church; she had read ten chapters of the Book of Mormon
this week! And naturally she and questions. Hard questions. But we got
through them. I'm so grateful for the understanding of the Book of
Mormon I've gained since coming on a mission. If I didn't understand
what was in there, there is no way I could answer some of the questions
we get, in Japanese! Sometimes the Japanese translation is a little
funny. Things don't come out quite the same as they do in English. Or
different words, while correct, do <span style="background: white;">not
mean the same thing. It can make reading and understanding the Book of
Mormon hard!</span><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Sister
Bettridge and I read out of the Japanese book of Mormon every day. It's
helped us both a lot. People are wowed when she reads.</span> I feel really
blessed too; I can generally understand what is going on. Some verses I
understand perfectly, others...the longer the verse gets, the harder it
gets for me. But usually I get it. I can find <span style="background: white;">scriptures
I'm looking for and read pretty easily out loud too. Mission blessings!</span><br />
<br />
<span style="background: white;">I
received a phone call today from someone serving in my old area Sanjo.
I'm just so full of joy right now. So many of the less-actives</span> I'd been
working with have come back and Yasuko San has a really solid baptismal
date! Please pray for her. She has been in and out of the hospital so
going to church, let alone being baptized has been very difficult. After
they set a date she asked if I could Skype in! Ahh every time I think
about it it makes me so happy I almost cry. I am so excited for her!
Please pray that she will have the strength to do it!<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Ok
funny moments of the week.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="background: white;">While
visiting a less active we were given fruit juice and cookies. She gave
it to us in a plastic bag and was concerned that we might</span> want a paper
bag. She kept asking if the plastic bag was ok to which Bettridge shimai
replied "mmm oshii!" Which translates to “delicious”! Our less
active said really? And I burst out laughing. It was so funny. I think
our less active might be on to us having a hard time understanding her
hahaha.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">Also,
just today, on our way to church a mother and her screaming child walked
onto the train. I had some candy in my bag so I figured</span> I'd offer a
piece. The mother said no thank you so Bettridge Shimai starts digging in her
bag for stickers. She kept searching and searching and finally pulls
them out. She then pulls off a smiling <span style="background: white;">face
and starts to stick it onto the girls hand, the girl and mother were not
looking and I grabbed Sister Bettridge's arm and said, “You have to</span> ask!
<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="background: white;">Hahahaha we probably just looked like a couple
of gaijin</span> (ed. note: non-Japanese) creepers! I laughed all the way to
the church. Sister Bettridge didn't see anything wrong with it. And I
guess I made her feel like a creep <span style="background: white;">too.
She said "it didn't seem creepy to me, till you pointed it out."
I told her "that's probably what the creepers say too." And then we</span>
laughed.<br />
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<span style="background: white;">We do
a lot of laughing. Sometimes my head hurts after we are done laughing. I
haven't laughed this hard in a while.</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">I love
you all!<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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KmolinaRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10423366738720551946noreply@blogger.comSakado, Saitama Prefecture, Japan35.9571698 139.4029054999999735.8543473 139.24154399999998 36.059992300000005 139.56426699999997