Hello family!
Jan: the picture of Bella is the best thing ever! Oh my,
what a cutie! Her eyes are so so beautiful!
Mama: I got a wonderful surprise this week...the photo book
you sent me! Thank you for such a fun, unexpected surprise! It was fun to have
heard from everyone about the baby shower in our backyard...and then to be
seeing pictures of it pretty soon afterwards! Also I love your hand written
letters!
Chels and Spence! I can:t
believe that Bella is 4 months old! Take 1000 pictures and videos of her
growing up! Tell her every day that Aunt Court loves her so much!
So in my area there were 4
companionships. 2 sets of elders and 2 sets of sisters. Me and Kubota Shimai
and then Takata and Sakuma Shimai (both from Japan). The four of us sisters all
lived together in our apartment. But, last Tuesday, Takata Shimai got in a bike
crash, and broke her arm...so now she has gone home for surgery and
rehabilitation, so now I am in a threesome with Kubota Shimai and Sakuma
Shimai.
Kubota Shimai is from Nagoya
and Sakuma Shimai is from Mie (near Nagoya)! Kubota Shimai is a hard worker,
sweet and patient with me. I:m so lucky to have her as my trainer. Sakuma
Shimai is the cutest person that's ever lived on the earth :) She:s so happy and
excited about things!
For example, last night she was asking me about my family
heritage, like how many generations have been in the church. She said in her
family there are 3 generations. I told her that I have pioneer ancestors, like
back in Joseph Smith:s time...whoa nelly....she freaked out! She was so excited
and blown away! She started rubbing my hand and said "Pioneer no
chi!" Which means "Pioneer blood!"
Also another story to go along with this one: one day we
visited a member family and had lunch with them, I showed them pictures of our
family and the one of our extended family from the last Kerr reunion. The
father asked me if it was a ward...I excitedly told him it was my family! He
asked if everyone was a member of the church, and I was so proud that I could
say YES!
Our family is so blessed! We:ve
got pioneer blood pumping through us...we:ve got a lot to live up to!
This week I ate whale...
The other day, me and Kubota
Shimai were walking back to our apartment, and there was this cute little group
of children walking with their teacher. We waved and kept saying
"konnichiwa!" and "hello!" ...one little boy was all
excited and was like "gaikokujin!" meaning..."foreigner!"
:)
Folks, lets talk about Japanese, eh? Let's sum it with a
story or two: The other day me and my companion were out knocking doors and we
started talking to this young mom and her little girl. The little girl was only
2 years old I think, and was sooo cute. She was not scared of us at all and
just jibber jabbered away in Japanese. I maybe
understood like 1% of what she said. I have more similar moments. I can:t even
understand 2 year olds! What a humbling prospect :)
When its more churchy, missionary conversation going on, I
can sometimes understand a little bit! Both of my companions speak really good
English, so we can communicate pretty good.
Japanese is so funny, its got
all these long hard words, but then sometimes you have moments like this: Me
and Sakuma shimai sitting at our table eating some cheese toast and just
enjoying the moment. I asked her "how do you say cheese toast in
Japanese?" ...."cheesu toasto." Well, its as simple as that
sometimes, I guess!
Mama, how is it having the
sister missionaries live at home? Do you see or talk to them very much? Have
they complained about the squeaky floor yet?
Mama, this week we had
interviews with our mission president. While I was waiting for my turn, I was
talking to sweet Sister Rasmussen. I was showing her our family picture and
when she saw you, she said how beautiful you are and that you are a very
special lady! I am so grateful you are my Mama! For REALS.
This weekend we got to watch General Conference. I seriously
think it was the best one in our history! I just soaked it in and loved
everything.
Then later in the evening I was thinking and came up with this analogy...Becoming like Christ is like learning to ride a bike. Its like a child pleading with their dad, "Please! Help me to be able to just ride the bike!"...expecting instantly to be able to do what their dad can do. But that's not how this all works. We have to be the one who gets onto the bike, holds on tight and tries and tries and tries. We fall, we crash, we get scraped up, scratched up and bruised in the process. But what we may not realize is that our minds and body is learning little by little how to ride the bike. Our dad wipes away the tears and comforts us when we get hurt. He wants us to be able to ride the bike and feel that freedom. But he can:t learn to ride the bike for us. But, he is the steady, loving hand who runs behind us and pushes us over and over, as we pedal. Because he runs behind us, we gain strength and confidence from him to give it all we:ve got. Each time we ride a little farther. And one day, we jump onto our bikes and we don:t have to think about it so hard any more. We know how it feels and what we have to do.
Then later in the evening I was thinking and came up with this analogy...Becoming like Christ is like learning to ride a bike. Its like a child pleading with their dad, "Please! Help me to be able to just ride the bike!"...expecting instantly to be able to do what their dad can do. But that's not how this all works. We have to be the one who gets onto the bike, holds on tight and tries and tries and tries. We fall, we crash, we get scraped up, scratched up and bruised in the process. But what we may not realize is that our minds and body is learning little by little how to ride the bike. Our dad wipes away the tears and comforts us when we get hurt. He wants us to be able to ride the bike and feel that freedom. But he can:t learn to ride the bike for us. But, he is the steady, loving hand who runs behind us and pushes us over and over, as we pedal. Because he runs behind us, we gain strength and confidence from him to give it all we:ve got. Each time we ride a little farther. And one day, we jump onto our bikes and we don:t have to think about it so hard any more. We know how it feels and what we have to do.
Sometimes I feel like I just
want to wake up one day and be amazing! I don:t want to keep making the same
stupid old mistakes. But guess what...learning and growing takes time. And it
takes more than just asking for it. Heavenly Father wants to help us, but we
have to be the ones to pedal the bike, and give our effort over and over and
over again. How truly merciful He is to let us keep trying, so that one day we
can experience that freedom that only comes from learning how to ride a
bike!
I love you so very much. I pray for you everyday, morning
and night!
Love Kingu Shimai
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