WOW. Today two pretty incredible things happened today.
First, we were going to the church, and had not taught as many lessons as we do most weeks. I saw a couple middle schoolers and felt a mental nudge, "Talk to them." I was being a pill and decided, "Okay, I'll stop and talk to them if they say 'How are you?'" I rode past, and instead of shouting out "Konnichiwa!", I shouted, "How are you?" to which, bless their cute souls, said "How are you?" back. Now, I almost kept going, but I thought "You promised" and turned back.
We had a fun conversation, and skipped a couple lights to keep talking to them. Finally, we invited, they turned us down, and we hugged and said goodbye. Just then, a big guy and a cute little nihonjin woman ride by, like "Missionaries?"
Turns out they're the T kazoku, a pair of LA's that we haven't been able to get into contact with the entire time I've been here. But Mr. T aunt was the one who wrote the letter to Spencer W. Kimball asking about blacks and the priesthood. He was like, "Man, there was an article in the Liahona, but I'll have to give you the meat and potatoes of it, later."
Us: Great, when can we meet?
Numbers were exchanged, appointments made, and I realized why I needed to stop and talk to those two kids.
God works in mysterious ways.
Also, today, I learned something very important about life: How to get yukata (summer form of kimono) from strangers.
1.) Go eat soba (noodles)
2.) Talk to a passerby
3.) Receive yukata
We decided to splurge even though we were poor and get soba :D On the way home, we were walking by a lady and said hello. We struck up a conversation, in which she said she was helped by Americans forever ago, and she's allergic to churches, and concluded it by offering to swing by Sunday before church and give us her daughter's old yukata.
Me: *explodes from disbelief and happiness*
Also had a meeting with the bishop. He wants E to be interviewed by the ZL's, but he's otherwise A-okay for the baptism. 3/13. :D
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