Memory of the Day

With so much crammed into a day, we will choose just a few memories to share with you. We completed 6 more English classes today. These range from small children to adults. All of the lessons today were held in the home of the Yoshidas. We all pitched in to teach the lessons, work on a broken washing machine, get the laundry washed, cook the meals, hang out the laundry, and walk to the store.

Here is one sad memory of the day:
While Michael was teaching English to a Japanese man, Mrs. Yoshida and I walked to a nearby store. Just outside the store was a family burial plot that managed to remain while the city built up all around it. On one of the stones a baby bib was tied near the top. This indicates that a woman in this family (still living) has had an abortion. Because she feels guilty about this, she ties a bib to the grave, and when she prays to her ancestors (those buried in the plot) she can also pray to the baby.

We also experienced another minor earthquake today. It reminded us that each soul here without Christ hangs in the balance. And without the forgiveness of God applied to their lives and His peace in their hearts, their lives are - at best - unpredictable and without balance. Will you pray for the souls of the Japanese?